Rain on a Tin Roof

West wind blows the smell of rain down on me

The summer grass bows down before the storm

The light in black and white strikes out its warning

It's gonna be a while before the dawn

Frogs down in the creek break up the silence

They spill the rigid hush before the fall

The first drops hit the tin out on the tank stand

We'd better move inside and close the door

Rain on a tin roof

It's been the good things in my life

Lying in your arms the whole night through

A whisper in the evening

And the answer to a prayer

The first night I spent alone with you

Rain on a tin roof

Nights like this I close in on the fire

Warm my hands and my soul against the flames

And think of nights I slept out in the wildlands

Waiting for the sun to shine again

Rain on a tin roof

It's been the good things in my life

Lying in your arms the whole night through

A whisper in the evening

And the answer to a prayer

The first night I spent alone with you

Rain on a tin roof

West wind blows the smell of rain down on me

The summer grass bows down before the storm

The light in black and white strikes out its warning

It's gonna be a while before the dawn

Rain on a tin roof (Rain, rain down)

Rain on a tin roof (Rain, rain down)

Rain on a tin roof (Rain, rain down)

Rain, rain down