Your silent tears are falling on your suitcase filled with clothes
And your trembling voice is telling me we're through.
You say you're going far away from me and Idaho
To Missouri where the hurt can't get to you.

But that silver bird can't take you from the cloudy things in life,
So don't let a lover's quarrel end it all.
You can't run away and hide yourself when things don't go just right.
Anywhere you are you'll find the tears will fall.

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It rains just the same in Missouri
As it does here in old Idaho.
You'll cry just the same and you'll find that it rains
In Missouri or wherever you go.

You seem to think that leavin’ me and Idaho behind
Will keep all the rainy days away from you,
But out there in Missouri there'll be times the sun won't shine
And you're bound to find the skies not always blue.

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