Words & Music - Graham Nash
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copyright 1977, Thin Ice Music, ASCAP.
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Cold rain down on my face, buses hurry on,
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Work's out, here comes the race,
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People heading home.
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Wait a second! Don't I know you?
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Haven't I seen you somewhere before?
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You seem to be like someone I knew.
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He lived here, but he left
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When he thought that there was more.
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Than cold rain and nowhere to go. Many people share
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Sad dreams and hopes that are stained
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By the sulphur in the air.
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Don't I know you?
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Haven't I seen you some place before?
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You seem to be like someone I knew.
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Yes he lived here, but he left
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When he thought that there was more.
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Than cold rain out on the street, I am all alone.
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With cold rain down on my face,
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I am heading home.
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Crosby, Stills, Nash - Vocals
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Stephen Stills - Electric Guitar
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Joe Vitale - Drums
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Gerald Johnson - Bass
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Mike Finnigan - Organ
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Cold Rain
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| Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young |
