Rain
Well, I hear that old John Deere tractor at the low water bridge
Pulling the young drinkers across
He's dragging so many on this Saturday night
I can smell that old tractor's exhaust
But the rain on the roof sounds so pretty
And the cowboys I fear for the most
But Deena done broke from his ragged old pen
He's making a run for the coast
Well, there's a place down on Main Street
Right across from the bank
Somebody drew on the line
'Bout 20 foot up on that Frontier Hotel
Where it crested back in '29
Well, this city took most of this little old town
'Cause we live on what they call, "The Plain"
Well, I read all about it in the café downtown
Where they got that old newspaper frame
But the rain on the roof sounds so pretty
And the cowboys I fear for the most
But Deena done broke from his ragged old pen
He's making a run for the coast
Oh, my grandmother called 'bout ten minutes ago
Like she does almost every night
She said they'd come home way early from the old rodeo
When a big boat had knocked off the lights
Well, she said, "A cowboy got buckin' just before it went dark
On a boat that they called, 'Chequered Tree'
And ain't nobody's saw if he finished his ride
So, I guess I'll forget about sleep"
But the rain on the roof sounds so pretty
And the cowboys I fear for the most
But Deena done broke from his ragged old pen
He's making a run for the coast
But Deena done broke from his ragged old pen
And he's making a run for the coast
Pulling the young drinkers across
He's dragging so many on this Saturday night
I can smell that old tractor's exhaust
But the rain on the roof sounds so pretty
And the cowboys I fear for the most
But Deena done broke from his ragged old pen
He's making a run for the coast
Well, there's a place down on Main Street
Right across from the bank
Somebody drew on the line
'Bout 20 foot up on that Frontier Hotel
Where it crested back in '29
Well, this city took most of this little old town
'Cause we live on what they call, "The Plain"
Well, I read all about it in the café downtown
Where they got that old newspaper frame
But the rain on the roof sounds so pretty
And the cowboys I fear for the most
But Deena done broke from his ragged old pen
He's making a run for the coast
Oh, my grandmother called 'bout ten minutes ago
Like she does almost every night
She said they'd come home way early from the old rodeo
When a big boat had knocked off the lights
Well, she said, "A cowboy got buckin' just before it went dark
On a boat that they called, 'Chequered Tree'
And ain't nobody's saw if he finished his ride
So, I guess I'll forget about sleep"
But the rain on the roof sounds so pretty
And the cowboys I fear for the most
But Deena done broke from his ragged old pen
He's making a run for the coast
But Deena done broke from his ragged old pen
And he's making a run for the coast
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Writer(s): Charlie Robison
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