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If BmI get uAp and leDt you in, I lBmose my Ahouse and my Dhome again; If BmI get uAp and tDry to come, I get seGnt back to the lAand I'm from. GBack to the landA I'm from.D
The cloud came low and the rain did pour; I hear your hand touch on my door; The rain has quit and the light of the moon Shows you standing in my room. Standing in my room. CHORUS: Bugeye Jim, I can't come; I can twist and turn, but I can't come, I can ache and I can burn, but I can't come. I work up this morning with an aching brain; Hear you tap on my window pane. I look at your with a heavy head; I hear you sit down on my bed; The storm gets worse and my heart feels bare; I feel your fingers comb my hair. Your fingers comb my hair. The mud it runs and the waters rise; I feel your hotkiss on my eyes; The rain it rained and the world did stir; I sing to you my lovesick word. To you my lovesick word. CHORUS