Sunday Morning Blues

When I woke up this morning
she told me not to come
I didn’t know the reason
why she looked so satisfied

The TV showed me naked girls
as she asked me for lunch
Heavy stormy weather
and the rain against the window pane

When the wind picks up this song
I ‘ll be gone, I ‘ll be gone

It made me wonder what to do
as she bent over me
I wanted to be sure
if I had hit the score

The dogs bark loud on sunday,
as the ashes will be found.
Heavy stormy weather,
and the rain against the window pane

When the wind picks up this song
I ‘ll be gone, I ‘ll be gone

Her head became a moving star
I couldn’t get that far
I wanted to know why
so I asked her what was going on

Her fingers touched and pinched me
as she told me what’s wrong
Heavy stormy weather
and the rain against the window pane

When the wind picks up this song
I ‘ll be gone, I ‘ll be gone

I ‘ll be gone, I ’ll be gone

I’ll be gone

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