Thanks to Pillze on YouTube for the Lyrics! Enjoy, zeg ik altijd! Lyrics: [spoken intro] All right now, come on kids. Hey, listen, I'm tired of this bullshit playing around the town, you know what I mean? ... And I told him, I said, 'listen!' I said, 'don't fuck with me, man! Because, you know what I mean? Like, I'm a real motherfucking cowboy, you know what I mean? Hahah! [end intro] One, two, three, four. C Hard rain coming down on me F Trying to start a fire on the muddy banks C G Of the Mississippi, in the rain F C Baby life is strange Am Now he reaches for a quarter And he stands in the corner And he screams out for some change. C And nobody looks, but everybody sees And everybody feels the shame. Am And the rain rolls over, And the dog rolls over, And he rolls his hands to the sky. C And the nuns in numbers knock their nails in Like a blackbird in a blackberry pie. F G Am Says, 'Son, it happens every day. F G C We call it running from the rain.' Am Well, it's a rain of thunder, It's a rain of fear, It's a busted-open bottle of Rainier beer, C It reaches from the sky Like a blackbird in a blackberry pie, that's why Am And everybody is runnin' And umbrellas are poppin' And reflections take over the streets C And the blood is free now And it flows to the sea now And the man says, 'I'll see him again.' F G Am Said, 'Son, it happens every day. F G C We call it running from the rain.' Am Well, she turned her back As he spackles the crack And the pain just peals away. C And she thought she knew him But an Autumn leaf blew in And it blew what she knew of him away. Am And she's countin' numbers But she lost the light So now she thaws out cubed steak With a red flashlight C Heads turning like a doorknob, Eyes burning like a camp log, What do you think of that? F G Am Said, 'Son, it happens every day. F G C We call it running from the rain.' C She's gone for good, You should know by now. F She ain't coming back anyhow. C And a love to her G Is a love that's thrown away. C And it's over.