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Eva Cassidy Early Morning Rain

and my pockets full of sand I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved ones so In the early morning rain with no place to go In the early morning rain

and my pockets full of sand I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved ones so In the early morning rain with no place to go In the early morning rain

and my pockets full of sand I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved ones so In the early morning rain with no place to go In the early morning rain