On Monday the sun will be shining
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On Tuesday the weather was fine
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Wednesday and Thursday went by
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By Friday the clouds filled the sky
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Dismorning I knew it would rain
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The moment the telephone rang
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I heard your voice and I knew
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The sky turned a new shade of blue
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And it looks like rain
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It always rains on Saturday
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The dark clouds came
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And the sunny days are gone away
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This house feels so cold
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It always feels like this when he goes away
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There's really nothing new about the rain
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It always rains on Saturday
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I look into Billy's young smile
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And watch him watch Big Bird a while
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His daddy will be here by eight
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Seems like the sky's turning grey
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There's an overnight bag on the stairs
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Beside a one eyed teddy bear
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I hold Billy and try not to cry
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And whisper kiss mommy goodbye
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And it looks like rain
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It always rains on Saturday
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The dark clouds came
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And the sunny days are gone away
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This house feels so cold
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It always feels like this when he goes away
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There's really nothing new about the rain
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It always rains on Saturday
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It always feels like this when Billy goes away
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It Always Rains on Sunday
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| Reba Mcentire |
