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Any Old Kind Of Day

Harry Chapin

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   Intro:
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Turning on my pillow thinking kind of strange
The color is of midnight in this room      
The cars outside are coughing and it's kinda hard to sleep  
And there?s neon out the window not the moon.  
And it was just an any old kind of day  
The kind that comes and slips away  
The kind that fills up easy my life?s time   
The night brought any old kind of dark  
I heard the ticking of my heart  
Then why am I thinking something?s left behind?   
I whistled round today and I skipped a footloose jig
To the hurdy-gurdy music of the street  
I looked up past those rooftops and saw that cloudless sky
But I keep on asking why  
My life is passing by  
And I'm left up high and dry
But it ain't no good to cry  
So I shrug the useless sigh  
And I trust to things that other days will meet.
And it was just an any old kind of day  
The kind that comes and slips away  
The kind that fills up easy my life?s time  
The night brought any old kind of dark  
I heard the ticking of my heart  
Then why am I thinking something?s left behind?
Interlude:
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The night has had it's laughing  
When street lights blind the stars  
So now it's shedding rain  
To sing its sorrow (sorrow)
It's time for me to sleep and to rest these thoughts away  
There?s gonna be another day  
When things will go my way  
And there?s other things to say  
And there?s other songs to play  
And there?ll be time enough for thinking come tomorrow.  
And it was just an any old kind of day  
The kind that comes and slips away  
The kind that fills up easy my life?s time  
The night brought any old kind of dark  
I heard the ticking of my heart  
Then why am I thinking something?s left behind?
    

Any Old Kind Of Day

Harry Chapin