(Darrell Brown/Radney Foster)
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It ticks just like a Timex
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It never lets up on you
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Who said life was easy
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The job is never through
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It'll run us 'til we're ragged
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It'll harden our hearts
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And love could use a day of rest
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Before we both start falling apart
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I Pray that it's raining on Sunday
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Stormin' like crazy
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We'll hide under the covers all afternoon
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Baby whatever comes Monday
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Can take care of itself
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'Cause we've got better things that we can do
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When it's raining on Sunday
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Your love is like religion
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A cross in Mexico
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And your kiss is like the innocence
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Of a prayer nailed to a door
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Oh surrender is much sweeter
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When we both let it go
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Let the water wash our bodies clean
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And love wash our souls
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And pray that it's raining on Sunday
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Stormin' like crazy
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And we'll hide under the covers all afternoon
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And baby whatever comes Monday
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Can take care of itself
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'Cause we've got better things that we can do
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When it's raining on Sunday
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Ooh, oh oh
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I Pray that it's raining on Sunday
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Stormin' like crazy
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We'll hide under the covers all afternoon
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And baby whatever comes Monday
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Can take care of itself
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'Cause we've got better things that we can do
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When it's raining on Sunday
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Ooh, oh oh
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When it's raining on Sunday
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When it's raining on Sunday
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Let it rain
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Whoo, ooh
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Raining On Sunday
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| Keith Urban |
