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Texty: Tim Buckley. Strange Feelin'.

I got this strange, strange feelin'
Deep down in my heart
I can't tell what it is, but it won't let go
It happens every time

I give you more than what I have
But now all I need is a little time, oh, to sing a song
And I think we're gonna find
A way to lose this strange feelin'

All around I feel ya, darlin', feel ya, darlin'
When you're home all alone
Oh, don't you need
Somebody to talk your troubles to

Ah, Lord, I know I wanna catch the morning train

Lord, break the day
Oh, I wanna hear you say we're gonna take that strange feelin'
Oh, take it all away

Well, it's just like a mockingbird-a singing on a hillside
He churping at his mornin' song
But don't you weep, don't you fret, don't you wail, don't you moan
Can't you hear that whiporwill-a callin'?

Now don't you worry, your daddy's comin' home
He's gonna chase those blues away
And believe me when I say
You're gonna lose that strange feelin' all around, all around