Yo, in April when the fallin' rainJust go read the whole thing.
Comes down through the dirt and hits the roots again
The spring, it's the thing that makes 'em sing and have a fling
The breeze, or what they used to call the zephyr,
Blows away the clouds and freshens up the weather...
I think she needs to take her act on the road.
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