I'm looking for a friend to hold the door
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It's cold outside when I don't know where to find
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A sheltered place secluded from the race
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Of this old life
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And as I walked out in the down poor with no raincoat
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I was soaked down to the bone from head to toe
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Without my raincoat, anywhere I may go
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I still get wet somehow
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I found that friend, He's with me till the end
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He's promised me that he won't forsake His own
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And when a promise never ends
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It can only mean one thing… it's from above
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Now I walk out in the down poor with my raincoat
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And after all is said and done, He's still the One
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With my raincoat, anywhere I may go I know I'm all right
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Raincoat
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