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Tell tChe robin at my window Not to sing to me no Bbsongs 'CFause it's not the time forC singing ItF's the time to bCe alone. CChase that sunshine from my window Tell him to pack up hiBbs dawn Just let thFem sad guitars keepC strumming 'CaFuse it looks lGike baby's Cgone. I just can'Ct stand to fFace the morCnings OhF Lord, even when I'm sCtoned Yes, itC looks likeF I was bCorn Am D7Where men were born to be aGlone. So won't you Cwake me when it's over When it's over I'll go Bbhome But fFor now please leave, I'm tired andC sleepin' Lord, itF looks likGe baby's gCone.