Текст песни Southern Rain - Cowboy Junkies
(Michael
Timmins)
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
1 Southern Rain
2 Oregon Hill
3 This Street, That Man, This Life
4 A Horse In The Country
5 If You Were the Woman and I Was the Man
6 If You Were The Woman And I Was The Man
7 Murder, Tonight, In The Trailer Park
8 Black Eyed Man
9 Winter's Song
10 The Last Spike
11 Cowboy Junkies Lament
12 Townes' Blues
13 To Live Is To Fly
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