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Joni Mitchell
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Rainy Night HouseMeð því að: Joni Mitchell |
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Joni Mitchell » Rainy Night House |
It was a rainy night
We took a taxi to your mother's home
She went to florida and left you
With your father's gun, alone
Upon her small white bed
I fell into a dream
You sat up all the night and watched me
To see, who in the world i might be
I am from the sunday school
I sing soprano in the upstairs choir
You are a holy man
On the f.m. radio
I sat up all the night and watched thee
To see, who in the world you might be.
You called me beautiful
You called your mother-she was very tanned
So you packed your tent and you went
To live out in the arizona sand
You are a refugee
From a wealthy family
You gave up all the golden factories
To see, who in the world you might be
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