• Song:

    The Rain

  • Artist:

    Sons Of Bill

  • Album:

    One Town Away

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(CAPO 2nd FRET)


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I could blame it on the moon
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For calling me out to-night
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Maybe I'm just a little bit lonesome, baby
    E5       G5          D5
And maybe my head ain't right
        E5        G5      D5
I could walk down to the station
       E5         G5      D5
See my reflection on the ground
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Receeding in the ripples
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But I do not hear a sound
               C5  D5
I don't hear a sound


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The devil she comes to me says
             E5       G5      D5
"Boy, do you wanna go out to-night?"
            E5           G5         D5
She's got a fourty ounce hurricane in her left hand
      E5          G5      D5
And a fourty-five in her right
       E5    G5       D5
You're dying just to touch her
         E5         G5        D5
And your heart just wants to scream
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So you pull her just a little bit closer
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And pre-tend its all just a dream
                   C5  D5
'Cause it's just a dream


CHORUS
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Oh and I....... ain't the man I wanna be
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They call it freedom as you're reaching for your chains
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Oh and I....... am haunted by the memo-ries
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Of who I used to be when I didn't hate the rain
                E5  G5  D5
Like I hate the rain
 

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        E5       G5      D5
I could blame it on the moon
    E5         G5      D5
For calling me out to-night
      E5         G5          D5
Maybe I'm just a little bit lonely, baby
    E5       G5          D5
And maybe my head ain't right
        E5        G5        D5
I ain't trying to sing the blues
            E5          G5      D5
It's bloody fingers and guitar strings
       E5      G5      D5
Twelve bars is just a prison
             E5           G5       D5
When there's nothing else left to sing
                        C5  D5
There's nothing left to sing


[REPEAT CHORUS]


           E5  G5  D5
I hate the rain
                E5  G5  D5
Like I hate the rain
           E5  G5  D5
I hate the rain
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