february rain, smoky mountain fire
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like a hummingbird to cane
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just following desire
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watch the firelight
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throw shadows across the room
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many miles away,
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not far from cannery row
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he beats on his guitar
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and does his little show
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and all the people say
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you got balls to play the game this way
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it's one in a million
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so he fills all the holes
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with good wine from mussel sholes
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and the cencemillian
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these streets were bound to cross
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maybe lifetimes ago
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whenever innocence is lost
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we got a long way to go
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we got a long way
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watch the firelight throw
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shadows across the room
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and on a rainy night
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two lovers held each other tight
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in the moonlight
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he felt so good in her arms
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And On A Rainy Night
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| Shawn Mullins |
