Lazy days in mid July
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Country Sunday mornin'
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Dusty haze on summer highways
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Sweet magnolia callin'
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(Chorus)
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But, now and then I find myself
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Thinkin' of the days,
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When we were walkin' in the Alabama Rain
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Drive in movies, Friday nights,
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Drinkin' beer and laughin'
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Somehow things were always right
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I just don't know what happened
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(Chorus)
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But, now and then I find myself
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Thinkin' of the days,
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When we were walkin' in the Alabama Rain
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(Refrain)
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We were only kids, but then
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I never heard it said
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That kids can't fall in love and feel the same
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I can still remember the first time I told you I loved you
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On a dusty mid July
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Country summer's evenin'
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A weepin' willow sang its lullabies
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And shared its secrets
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(Chorus)
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But, now and then I find myself
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Thinkin' of the days,
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When we were walkin' in the Alabama Rain
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Walkin' in the Alabama Rain
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Alabama Rain
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Jim Croce |