"I walked down to the sidewalk,
the night was crying rain
I heard thunder wandering,

like a crash in someones tin
I can tell from the lightnings flashing,
the storm would not refrain.

The wind blew through the treetops,
and I saw some windowpane
I heard someone down in the alley,

a little voice called out my name,
I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance,
it was lost in the pouring rain.


Well I'm going/
back to the country/

up on the mountains/
up on the rising side/
and if you/

should ever leave me/
send me a letter/
with some love inside/


where are you married?
and in a good place?

I need to know to be satisfied.

I walked on through the darkness,

the night still pouring rain
The wind blew through the treetops,
and I saw some windowpane

I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance,
it was lost in the pouring rain
one thing I have learned in my time,

in the skies and on the ground...
all the fires changed motivation,
yet I burned to love that sound. "