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| F# | B | F# | | Long as I remember, the | rain been coming | down, |
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| B | F# | | Clouds of mystery pourin’, con | fusion on the | ground, |
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| B | F# | B | F# | | Good men through the | ages, | trying to find the | sun, |
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| B | C# | Ebm | F# | | And I wonder, | still I wonder, | who’ll stop the | rain. |
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| F# | B | F# | | I went down Virginia, seeking | shelter from the | storm, |
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| Bbm | B | F# | | Caught up in the | fable, I | watched the tower | grow, |
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| B | F# | B | F# | | Five year plans and | new deals, | wrapped in golden | chains, |
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| B | C# | Ebm | F# | | And I wonder, | still I wonder, | who’ll stop the | rain. |
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| F# | B | F# | | Heard the singers playing, | how we cheered for | more, |
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| Bbm | B | F# | | The crowd had rushed to | gether, | tryin’ to keep | warm, |
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| B | F# | B | F# | | Still the rain kept | pourin’, | falling on my | ears, |
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| B | C# | Ebm | | And I wonder, | still I wonder, | who’ll stop the rain. |
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