Rain - Lee Greenwood

So the story goes

Her folks where nearly down and out

Farming the dry county

In the middle of that drought

And with a baby coming

And a fever on the brain

Out of desperation

The did call that baby Rain

Soon as Rain was born

It seems their luck just turned around

The heavens opened up

And cats and dogs came pourin' down

By the time I her

It was taken as a fact

She had the kind of magic

The rest of us lacked

CHORUS:

My soul is dry as cotton

And my soul’s dry as a bone

It’s been a month of Sundays

Now this burnin' sun has shone

I wait all day for…

At night pray for…

Rain

She had the kind of beauty

Unlike anyone I’d known

She had the kind of look

That could get love out of a stone

But it was soon apparent

That the love was all in vain

And that a man should never

Ever fall in love with Rain

These days I cast my eyes

Across the fields I’ve plowed

To the far horizon where I

Hope to find a cloud

I keep my two ears listening

For a whisper in the wind

And dream about the gentle touch

Of Rain' upon my skin

REPEAT CHORUS