• Song:

    The Rain

  • Artist:

    Sons Of Bill

  • Album:

    One Town Away

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The Rain - Sons of Bill

(CAPO 2nd FRET)


Em G D  Em G D  Em G D  Em G D


        Em       G      D
I could blame it on the moon
    Em         G      D
For calling me out to-night
      Em         G          D
Maybe I'm just a little bit lonesome, baby
    Em       G          D
And maybe my head ain't right
        Em        G      D
I could walk down to the station
       Em         G      D
See my reflection on the ground
Em        G      D
Receeding in the ripples
      Em     G      D
But I do not hear a sound
               Cadd9  D
I don't hear a sound


    Em        G        D
The devil she comes to me says
             Em       G      D
"Boy, do you wanna go out to-night?"
            Em           G         D
She's got a fourty ounce hurricane in her left hand
      Em          G      D
And a fourty-five in her right
       Em    G       D
You're dying just to touch her
         Em         G        D
And your heart just wants to scream
       Em              G          D
So you pull her just a little bit closer
        Em           G      D
And pre-tend its all just a dream
                   Cadd9  D
'Cause it's just a dream


CHORUS
       Cadd9 Em           D           Em
Oh and I....... ain't the man I wanna be
             C                 G                 D
They call it freedom as you're reaching for your chains
       Cadd9 Em            D           Em
Oh and I....... am haunted by the memo-ries
         C                 G               D
Of who I used to be when I didn't hate the rain
                Em  G  D
Like I hate the rain
 

Em G D  Em G D  Em G D

        Em       G      D
I could blame it on the moon
    Em         G      D
For calling me out to-night
      Em         G          D
Maybe I'm just a little bit lonely, baby
    Em       G          D
And maybe my head ain't right
        Em        G        D
I ain't trying to sing the blues
            Em          G      D
It's bloody fingers and guitar strings
       Em      G      D
Twelve bars is just a prison
             Em           G       D
When there's nothing else left to sing
                        Cadd9  D
There's nothing left to sing


[REPEAT CHORUS]


           Em  G  D
I hate the rain
                Em  G  D
Like I hate the rain
           Em  G  D
I hate the rain
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