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