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Raindrops Keep Falling on the Dead Lyrics

It's a foolish enterprise
To tell a man when & where his death lies
So if you find out on your ouija board don't spoil the surprise....
Just tell me fibs, tell me porkies, tell me lies....
fibs.... porkies.... lies....
The night can cough up many secrets from its long dark throat, yes everything you've ever tried to flush will ultimately float & I dreamed a cloud of Judgement was raining very hard upon my head...
Oh Honey it's not funny
you was singing 'Raindrops Keep Falling On The Dead'
So just keep on telling lies...
A man's death is his own I surmise
so if your premonitions yield the time & place of my demise..
Just tell me fibs, tell me porkies, tell me lies.... fibs.... porkies.... lies...
The night can surrender many wonders in our big soft bed, yes your loving can heal my aching heart but it can't heal the dead & I dreamed a cloud that had your name was weeping very softly on my head.
Oh Honey it's not funny
you were singing 'Raindrops Keep Falling On The Dead'...
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