Women And The Rain - Jackie Greene

Twas on a cool November day

My true love was stolen away

He was a man of wealth

But a man of little else

And she fell for him

Just like the leaves

The rain came in '45

The flood killed the corn

And the livestock died

I could have used a hand

But nobody gave a damn

And I was left alone

To brave the weather

Maybe I was blind

Maybe out of touch

I tried to save our money

But it was never much

I did all that a man could do

But I guess there’s two things

That never change

Women and the rain

Many came before me

Many still to come

The history of broken hearts

Is never really done

We all take on different lives

But in the end, the knife

Still cuts the same…

Women and the rain

Sometimes it’s hard to tell

If love is a gift from Heaven

Or a loan from Hell

When one disaster ends

Another one begins

And there ain’t a soul around

To share the pain

Women and the rain