Well, the rain is apourin' down in a fury
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And the road is lookin' long
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And the only thing that comes to mind
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Is the tune of this sad song
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Tune of this sad song! Oh Lord!
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Well, the wind is acreepin' up my back
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Through the door, through the roof, through the window crack
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Tossin' and a-turnin' all night long
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To the rhythm and the sound of a saddened song
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Saddened song! Oh Lord!
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In a dream of passion I saw a face
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Of a beautiful woman in a terrible place
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She looked at me, and she called for you
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Then she closed her eyes and she sang this tune
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Sang this tune! Oh Lord!
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This Sad Song
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| Alison Krauss & Union Station |
