Pretty White Clouds
Pretty white clouds
way up in the sky.
They make their appearance,
then float gently by.
They know not of heartache
like you and I.
Those pretty white clouds
way up in the sky.
Pretty white clouds
way up in the sky.
Above all man’s sorrow,
They never ask why.
But sometimes they darken
and help us to cry.
Those pretty white clouds
way up in the sky.
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