Bruce Bornsby & The Range Mandolin Rain
The song came and went like the times that we spent Hiding out from the rain under the carnival tent. I laugned and she'd smile it would last for a while You don't know what you got till you lose it all again. Listen to the mandolin rain listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away. Listen to the banio wind a sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll down my face as she turns to go. A cool evening dance listening to the bluegrass band Takes the chill from the air till they play the last song. I'll do my time keeping you off my mind But there's moments that I find I'm not feeling so strong. Listen to the mandolin rain listen to the music on the lake . . . Running down bv the lakeshore she did love the sound of a summer storm It played on the iake like a mandolin now it's washing her away once again. The boat' s steaming in I watch the sidewheel spin And I think about her when I hear that whistle blow. I can't change my mind I knew all the time that she'd go But that's a choice I made long ago. Listen to the mandolin rain listen to the music on the lake . . . As she turns to go! Listen to the tears roll down my face as she turns to go. Listen to the tears roll down my face as she turns to go.
