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Joe Bonamassa
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Down here in New Orleans, prayin? for holy water,To rain on down, rain on down on me.
I got to tell you how I feel,
And I don?t care as long as it?s a side that?s real.
Like a dark cloud that casts no shade,
Seven days pass I still pray for rain.
I want to see things my way;
I will add colour and shape.
Now I?m frozen in time, bound by convictions,
Obey the trust - things I learned long ago.
Please now spare me, spare me your old folklore,
All I really want are things they were before.
Like a dark cloud that casts no shade,
Seven days pass I still pray for rain.
I want to see things my way;
I will add colour and shape.
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Like a dark cloud that casts no shade,
Seven days pass I still pray for rain.
I want to see things my way;
I will be be who I am and see things my way;
I will add colour and shape.
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