Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Southern Rain, artist - Cowboy Junkies. Album song In the Time Before Llamas, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 26.09.2003
Record label: Latent
Song language: English
Southern Rain |
The flies have quit their buzzing |
Even Bear has stopped his barking |
They all sense something brewing |
Up the James and headed this way |
Bobby sips his morning coffee |
Says 'Have you finished with the funnies? |
Looks like a storm’s coming honey |
Guess we’ll have to stay in bed today' |
I’ve heard that into every life |
A little of it must fall |
If there’s any truth to the saying |
Lord, let it be a southern rain |
Marie was born in Macon, Georgia |
She met a west coast lawyer |
He plucked that sweet magnolia |
And carried her to the hills of West L. A |
She says 'I never thought I’d tire of a dollar |
But this life has grown so hollow |
Every night there’s lipstick on his collar |
And every morning I wash it away' |
She heard that into every life |
A little of it must fall |
So she spends her evenings praying |
For a little of that southern rain |
Cars alive on city streets |
Of sparkling black water |
Like waves beneath my window |
Never break just roll away |
Tonight, this rain will be my lullaby |
These cars, my dreams |
To carry me home to stay |
The wipers beat a rhythm |
Truck spray obscures my vision |
But I’m closing in on my destination |
Two more hours and I’ll be at your door |
And it will never cease to amaze me |
How a little rain can drive folks crazy |
When I’d trade all my blue skies gladly |
For your blue eyes, crooked smile |
And a steady downpour |
I’ve heard that into every life |
A little of it must fall |
But you’ll never catch me complaining |
About too much of that southern rain |