Sunny Day
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Deana Carter
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I haven't picked up my guitar in 15 days
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Some music man didn't give a dam what I have to say.
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But he's stealing tears and playing games that I don't play.
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But I'm not gonna let that son of a bitch take my love away.
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Can't take my love away.
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So roll me over, over, and over while you turn your head.
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Hold me under, under, under while I'm takin' my last breath.
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It just gets colder, colder, colder while you try to save yourself.
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God's gonna blow your clouds away -
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And give me a sunny day.
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It's on the telephone, the TV, and on the radio
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Any day now the final whistle is bound to blow.
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But this ain't the way we have to say we had to go.
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There's still a chance at hand and hand and shore to shore.
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They can't take our love away.
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So roll us over, over, and over while you turn your head.
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Hold us under, under, under while we're takin' our last breath.
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It just gets colder, colder, colder while you try to save yourself.
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God's gonna blow your clouds away -
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And give me a sunny day.
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(bridge)
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So roll me over, over, and over while you turn your head.
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Keep me under, under, under while I'm takin' my last breath.
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It just gets colder, colder, colder while you try to save yourself.
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God's gonna blow your clouds away, He's gonna blow your clouds away,
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And give me a sunny day.
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A sunny day.
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Sunny Day
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| Deana Carter |
