Early Summer Rain
I dream with my eyes open
I see with my eyes closed
I watch through many windows
Heaven only knows
Some words that can't be spoken
Some things can't be explained
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
Black Crow, he's the Joker
The red-tailed hawk's the king
Diamondback, he's the taxman
Hedon't miss a thing
Out where there's no forgiveness
Out where there is no blame
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
There's wind down in these ditches
There's red dust on the ride
But there's storms up on the ridges
There's a silver tear in my eye
All I know is you, my friend
Will not see my pain
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
There's a red flying horse by the roadside
He's spreading his wings again
Me and him are gonna take a little ride
I hope we catch a good tailwind
Take me to the Purple mountains
Where nobody knows my name
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
There's wind down in these ditches
There's red dust on the ride
But there's stones up on the ridges
And there's a silver tear in my eye
All I know is you, my friend
Will not see my pain
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
All I know is you, my friend
Will not see my pain
On out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
(Ooh)
I see with my eyes closed
I watch through many windows
Heaven only knows
Some words that can't be spoken
Some things can't be explained
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
Black Crow, he's the Joker
The red-tailed hawk's the king
Diamondback, he's the taxman
Hedon't miss a thing
Out where there's no forgiveness
Out where there is no blame
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
There's wind down in these ditches
There's red dust on the ride
But there's storms up on the ridges
There's a silver tear in my eye
All I know is you, my friend
Will not see my pain
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
There's a red flying horse by the roadside
He's spreading his wings again
Me and him are gonna take a little ride
I hope we catch a good tailwind
Take me to the Purple mountains
Where nobody knows my name
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
There's wind down in these ditches
There's red dust on the ride
But there's stones up on the ridges
And there's a silver tear in my eye
All I know is you, my friend
Will not see my pain
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
All I know is you, my friend
Will not see my pain
On out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
(Ooh)
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Writer(s): Kevin Welch
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