Sons Of Bill The Rain
I' m lonesome there, out in the midnight air
Driving around wonderin if I'll make it through
These lonesome nights still prayin for daylight
And wishin to hell that I could just come home to you
And my radio's on and every single song
Tells the same old lonesome story of you and me
And its ringin in my head those words that you said
I guess some things they are never meant to be
Just smell the sweet soft southern smell of magnolia
And hear the wind, it's calling out your name
And just another broken heart lost in Georgia
And falling like a sweet Savannah rain
And its hard to be a man and its hard to give a damn
And I guess that there ain't nothing else left to say
Cause whats done can't be undone, and there ain't nowhere to run
But it hurts too goddamn much to stay
And these memories still remain of chasing headlights in the rain
And these shifting gears won't ease my worried mind
And there ain't nothin left to do but howl at the moon
And drive until I see that morning sunrise
