Well, the rain ain't fussy about where it lands
It'll find you no matter where you stand
It's gonna rain brother and it's gonna rain hard
When the blues comes calling with it's calling card
It ain't too funny when you'd rather die
Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply
To your lovesick letter that you wrote in tears
About feeling so bad for a million years
Watch out brother, be alert
Whatever you do, don't show that hurt
Don't show that hurt
It ain't so funny when you'd rather die
Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply
To your love-sick letter that you wrote in tears
About feeling so bad for a million years
I've been so subjected, I've been so distresses
Come back baby, to clean up this mess
Clean up this mess
It ain't so funny when you'd rather die
Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply
To your lovesick letter that you wrote in tears
About feeling so bad for a million years
Yeah, the rain ain't fussy 'bout where it falls
It rains on one just like it rains on all
But when it falls brother, it's gonna rain hard
When the blues come calling with it's calling card
Watch out brother, be alert
Whatever you do, don't show that hurt
Don't show that hurt

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