My baby wrote me a ten-page letter
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She said, "I'll be coming home, boy, and I hope for the better
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And you know that your mind it changes
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Oh something like the weather
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And I'll be coming home, boy, and I hope for the better"
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This is what she said
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"Dark clouds hanging over your head
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Lightning and thunder
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For every drop of rain that falls
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I know you want to see your mama"
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I said, "Baby, come on, I got to get myself together
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Cause you know my mind, it changes
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Oh, something like the weather
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And I'm going to be coming home, boy
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And I hope for the better"
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This is what she said
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"It's raining and there is snow on the side
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You got another woman by your side
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You got to stop playing them tricks
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You got to get that woman out there quick"
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Dark clouds hanging over your head
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Lighting and thunder
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For every drop of rain that falls, boy
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I know you want to see your mama
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I said, "Baby, alright, I got to get myself together, come on"
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I said "You know that my mind it changes
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Oh something like the weather"
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This is what she said, "I'll be coming home, boy
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Oh, I hope for the better"
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Oh, this is what she said, "I'm coming home
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I got get there, boy, I'm coming home
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I got to get there, I got to see who you with
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You got to get yourself together"
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Got To Get Myself Together
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| Otis Redding |
