Calling Card

Well, the rain ain't fussy 'bout where it lands

It'll find you hiding no matter where you stand

It's gonna rain brother, and it's gonna rain hard

When the blues comes callin' with his callin' card

It ain't too funny when you'd rather die

Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply

To your lovesick letter that you wrote in tears

About feelin' so bad for a million years

Watch out brother, be alert

Whatever you do, don't show that hurt, don't show that hurt, yeah

Whoo

I've been so subjected, I've been so distressed

Come back baby, and clean up this mess, clean up this mess

Well, it ain't so funny when you'd rather die

It ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply

To your lovesick letter that you wrote in tears

About feelin' so bad for a million years

Yeah, the rain ain't fussy 'bout where it falls

It rains on one just like it rains on all

But when it falls brother, it's gonna rain hard

When the blues comes callin' with his callin' card

Watch out brother, be alert

But whatever you do, don't show that hurt, don't show that hurt

Yeah

Yeah, hoo

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