Ain’t no Sunlight
There ain’t no music, since she’s left, there ain’t no spring; there ain’t no cheer;
There ain’t no glee, there ain’t no joy,
only her vacant dress of corduroy,
lying on the bed.
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There ain’t no music, since she’s left, there ain’t no spring; there ain’t no cheer;
There ain’t no glee, there ain’t no joy,
only her vacant dress of corduroy,
lying on the bed.