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Journal johndiii's Journal: Ain't No Sunshine 5


        Ain't no sunshine when she's gone.
        It's not warm when she's away.
        Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
        And she's always gone too long anytime she goes away.

        Wonder this time where she's gone,
        Wonder if she's gone to stay
        Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
        And this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away.

        And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
        I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
        I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
        I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

        Hey, I ought to leave the young thing alone,
        But ain't no sunshine when she's gone, only darkness everyday.
        Ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
        And this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away.

        Anytime she goes away.
        Anytime she goes away.
        Anytime she goes away.
        Anytime she goes away.

                                -- Bill Withers

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Ain't No Sunshine

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  • Surely you know happier tunes than that. Try this one:

    Well, I'm not the kind to kiss and tell, but I've been seen with Farrah
    I'm never seen with anything less than a nine, so fine.
    I've been on fire with Sally Field, gone fast with a girl named Bo,
    But somehow they just don't end up as mine.

    It's a death defying' life I lead, I take my chances.
    I die for a livin' in the movies and TV.
    But the hardest thing I ever do is watch my leading ladies
    Kiss some other guy while I'm bandaging my knee.

    I might fa

    • Well, there's this one:

      I'll walk the miles from Ballintoy
      No shining moon to light my way
      Across the fields of Larrybane
      And the rope bridge where my love waits

      The fishermen lie in their beds
      The salmon spawn in Moyle's blue sea
      And you lie there upon the grass
      Waiting for me on Carric
    • Thanks a bunch. It was only a couple of days ago that I finally got that song to stop repeating in my head. Now it's back.
    • If you care to listen, there is a sample of the Carrick-a-rede here [cathieryan.com], in the CD store, under the disc Somewhere Along the Road. Or... :-)

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