The lady you see me with now and again in this dimly lit hideway place
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With eyes deep as midnight and smooth golden skin
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And that warm look of love on her face
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And you say ain't he lucky just look at those eyes
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She's worth any price you can name
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And you think that she's mine but you don't realize
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I'm just someplace to come when it rains
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Someplace to hide when she's tired of the ride just someone to soften my pain
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Lord knows where she plays on her warm sunny days
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I'm just someplace to come when she can't find the sun
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Just someplace to come when it rains
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The lady she dances so close in your arms you swear she can float you away
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And gives you the feeling you're safe from all harm
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Just as long as she holds you that way
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And I can't say it's wrong cause I've known all along
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That her lovin' is worth all the pain
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So whenever she leads I'll be there when she needs someplace to come when it rains
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Someplace to hide when she's tired...
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Someplace To Come When It Rains
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David Allan Coe |