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fernsantana
(William Elliott Whitmore)
verse 1 D The summer wind is blowing westward A over the field of fresh mowed hay Let's go up to the barn loft D lay back and watch the sparrows play I can see the evening sky A from the holes rusted in the tin Let's close our eyes and fall asleep D and listen to the storm roll inverse 2 D It ain't rained in weeks A and now it just won't stop All the rivers and the creeks D are getting fuller with every drop If the levee holds it's ground A and keeps that water back the Mississippi won't reach my D little tar-paper shackG D It sounded like a thousand horses' hooves A The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roof G The clouds were as black as the smoke from the stack D of an old coal-burning train D A D A D Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rainverse 3 D Well now the sun shines on the roof and the moonshine is in the cellar A and what a happy fella I am to finally see the sun now that the rain is done D 'cause I've had about all I can stand I can't tell where my pond begins A an where my cornfield ends The cattle done floated away D 'cause the water's up over the fenceG D It sounded like a thousand horses' hooves A The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roof G The clouds were as black as the smoke from the stack D of an old coal-burning train D A D A D Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rainG D It sounded like a thousand horses' hooves A The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roof G The clouds were as black as the smoke from the stack D of an old coal-burning train D A D A D Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rain D A D A D Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rain