Shucks-Howdy. Cm' on in.
The rain in Spain falls on the plain.
There is joy and also pain.
But the rain in Spain falls on the plain.
Time's a sheet, life's a stain.
All the things we know will change.
And all those things remain the same.
But be ye mad, or only sane,
The rain in Spain falls on the plain.
We walk in love, but fly in chains.
And the planes in Spain fall in the rain.
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