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I heard a stranger callin', he didn't know my name
I been' where he'd been and saw what he said to the losers of his game
And now it's worth him nothing, as the rain it keeps on fallin' down
He lost his time on woman and wine, travellin' through the day
His afternoon keeps commin', commin' back with cold
Well I rest my eyes and hope to die, to keep from getting old
But then I saw what you'd call, livin' like a lair
Spare me the change of what you've rearranged, I'll throw it on the fire
Cause Maureeny Wishful sung it, he sung it all the time
It's a crime, to be bored, with you in mind.
I heard a stranger singing, singing all my songs
But he missed a rhyme at the end of a line, as I tried to sing along
And what do you do with colour, when all you have is blue
It covers my bed and all of my walls, I can't think what to do
Well hold out your hand, from what I understand you need a place to stay
I'd take you back home but my woman is all alone, standin' on the corner
And the last time, I saw you, you were standing in the rain
It's a shame, to be blamed, for your pain