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(matraca berg/sharon rice/jeff hanna
Blackbird shivers on the old clothes line
when i oughta be hanging out my sheets
just when i get to thinking that the sun's gonna shine
well, here you come
here you come raining on me
A shadow passes like a slow coal train
dropping off trouble and grief
after tryin' to get to seein' daylight again
well, here you come, here you come rainin'
here you come raining on me
You're an old black cloud in a clear blue sky
sneaking up on my heart's blind side
just like every teardrop i've ever cried
ever cried
You're an old dog traveling in a pack of lies
the last thing a good woman needs
spent my last forty dollars on a curl and dry
and here you come, here you come rainin'
here you come raining on me
I said, here you come, here you come,
here you come raining on me, on me