Damn Sam (I Love a Woman That Rains)

as a man i ain never been much for sunny days

i as calm as a fruit stand in new york and maybe as strange

but when the color goes out of my eyes it usually the change

but damn sam i love a woman that rains

clear as a bell and sound as an old engineer

clear as a bell and sound as an old engineer

with talented breezes that blow off your hat with a sneer

as a man ie never been much for talking to

i as open as the door in her house that leads to her room

and when the color goes out of my eyes she usually too

but damn sam i love a woman that blue

as a man i ain never been much for sunny days

i as calm as a fruit stand in new york and maybe as strange

but when the color goes out of my eyes it usually the change

but damn sam i love a woman that rains