Ever time it rains Lord, I run to my window
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All I do is wring my hands and moan
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Listen to that thunder roar,
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And I can hear that lonesome wind blow
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Tel me why baby, why ya been gone so long
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Tell me baby, why ya been gone so long,
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Ya been gone so long
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Tell me baby, why ya been gone so long
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Who'll be scratching at my door
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And I can hear that lonesome wind blow
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Tell me baby, why ya been gone so long
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Someone said they thought they saw ya roaring down to Reno
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With another girl from San Antoine
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They tell me I'm a fool to pine for you but what do they know
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Tell me baby, why ya been gone so long
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Tell me baby, why ya been gone so long,
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Ya been gone so long
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Tell me baby, why ya been gone so long
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Who'll be scratching at my door
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And I can hear that lonesome wind blow
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Tel me baby, why ya been gone so long
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Tell me baby, why ya been gone so long,
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Ya been gone so long
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Tell me baby, why ya been gone so long
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Who'll be scratching at my door
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And I can hear that lonesome wind blow
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Tel me baby, why ya been gone so long
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Tel me baby, why ya been gone so long
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Why You Been Gone So Long
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| Brenda Lee |
