Daisy Chains And Southern Rain

Daisy Chains and the southern rain day give me the blues
Singing and swinging down on Lower Avenue
Oh, man
Did the singer just leave the band?
Or was it part of the plan?
Your dress is out of style
And your sweetheart's been going out for a while

The starry-eyed guy came right up to me
He says, "Can't you see a soul like yours has got to be free?"
And Daisy Chains, the southern rain don't seem so out of the blue
Thinking you're the main man here but you're still singing out of tune
You'll find it on the top shelf, right beside the panel
But he just slaps and plays his guitar on the God channel
Rhythm might be able to dance but so would Melody
If you gave her a chance

And Daisy Chains, the southern rain no longer gives me the blues
Pianos are no black keys, are like maps without any clues
A sky full of stars but he's looking at you
Yet he's looking at you



Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Caulfield
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