The Day Before You Came sing and play along

I must have left my house at eight because I always do.

My train, I'm certain, left the station just when it was due.

I must have read the morning paper,

going into town

and having gotten through the editorial,

no doubt I must have frowned.

I must have made my desk around a quarter after nine

with letters to be read and heaps of papers waiting to be signed.

I must have gone to lunch at half past twelve or so,

the usual place, the usual bunch.

And still on top of this I'm pretty sure it must have rained

the day before you came.