John Prine
The Blue Umbrella.

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Well feelings are strange, especially when they come true,
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And I had a feeling that you'd be leaving soon,
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So I tried to rearrange all my emotions,
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But they seemed the same no matter what I'd do.


chorus:
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The blue umbrella rests upon my shoulder,
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It hides the pain, while the rain makes up my mind,
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well my feet are wet, from thinking this thing over,
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And it's been so long since I've felt the warm sunshine,
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Just give me, one good reason, 
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And I promise I won't ask you anymore,
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Just give me, one extra season,
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So I can figure out the other four,

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Day time makes me wonder why you left me,
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Night time makes me wonder what I said,
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The next time, are the words I'd like to plan on,
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The last time, was the only thing you said,

Chorus.