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One Blue Sky Sugarland
CLittle Annie Vickers is bGoarding up windows FAnd a rows all get strGanded on a silos Hey, thCere Annie, don't evGen think it FSo much water and you can't eGven drink it AmWell, maybe by ChrGistmas they'll dig up the rFows Take whateAmver you can, giGrl, and leave the rest for the cFrows G C G-F-G Leave the rest for the crows
LCiving in Crawford for fGifteen years FNothing much ever hapGpens round here And, nCo one believed the waGter would come TFil the sky grew dark and it swGallowed the sun And it rAmained for forty-two niGghts and forty-two dFays And evAmerything that we lGove is floating FawayG
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CHow long til our drGeams run dry DoFn't know but we're AmstayiGng COn our knees we rGaise our eyes HoFlding on and AmprayiGng to fiFnd oGne blue sCky
MCrs. Wilson sits with an iGnsurance adjuster BFig city boy, she never dGid trust him Have yCou been getting the letGters I'm sending CaFuse the preacher swears that the woGrld is ending Well, Amif there's a way out, wGish someone would sFhow us We keep loAmoking around here G for some modern day FMosesG
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CHow long til our drGeams run dry DoFn't know but we're AmstayiGng COn our knees we rGaise our eyes HoFlding on and AmprayiGng to fiFnd oGne blue sCky
We will Amdig in our heels Ghard as we can But the bFackyard looks like the RiGo Grande And I wAmonder will it wash us clCean or wash us aGway
(Repeat Chorus)
CHow long til our drGeams run dry DoFn't know but we're AmstayiGng COn our knees we rGaise our eyes HoFlding on and AmprayiGng to fiFnd oGne blue sCky
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(HCow long til our dreGams run dry) (DFon't know but we're AmstayiGng) COn our knees we rGaise our eyes HoFlding on and AmprayiGng to fiFnd oGne blue sCky
GOne blue sCky