Well Frank don't mind the rain
He kinda digs the sound
But Portland in November can sometimes get you down
When your Standing in the doorway, trying to keep out of the cold
No one is looking your way, you got no bills to fold
Well Frank he don't like begging, but he can use a buck or two
Get a bed down at the mission
Maybe sleep a whole night through
And dream about Maria, a girl he once knew
We all need a little sunshine
We all need a little sunshine
Everybody needs a little sunshine
Too many days, dark and gray
Need a little sunshine
Well Frank touched down in Pioneer square in June of '69
He thumbed here up the West coast to get the war off his mind
It's where he met Maria and she made him feel so fine
Singing
We all need a little sunshine
She was singing
We all need a little sunshine
Everybody needs a little sunshine
Love was free, so was she
Singing in the sunshine
Well Frank wakes up at sunrise, hears a distant train
He finds a piece of cardboard in the alley by the drain
He writes his message black and bold
remembers why he came here
We all need a little sunshine
We all need a little sunshine
Everybody needs a little sunshine
Can't take another day, dark and gray
Need a little sunshine
We all need a little sunshine
Just a little sunshine
We all need a little sunshine
Just a little sunshine
We all need a little sunshine
Too many days, dark and gray
Need a little....Sunshine
Well Frank don't mind the rain
He kinda digs the sound....

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