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[Verse]
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It's one of those days you can't explain when nothin's right or wrong
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Too much wine or not enough, so you just play along
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There's no rhyme or reason, ain't a damn thing you can do
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Some days you write the song, some days the song writes you
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Searchin' for a melody to sing my soul to sleep
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Reachin' for some harmony down inside of me
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Somedays you know just how it goes, somedays you have no clue
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Some days you write the song, some days the song writes you.
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You can fall, you can fly, get low down or get high
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You can try or just leave it alone
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You can search for the way, you can curse, you can pray
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But the words have a way of their own
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It don't matter how much it hurts, you've got to tell the truth
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Some days you write the song, some days the song writes you
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C F
Now you may think I just made this up, but I would not lie, that's true
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Some days you write the song, some days the song writes you
