Текст песни George Strait - Every Time It Rains (Lord Don`t It Pour)
George Strait - Every Time It Rains (Lord Don`t It Pour) слова песни
(Keith Stegall/Charlie Craig)Yeah every time my ship comes inA hurricane blows it out againStormy weather seems to hang around my doorMy sweet bird of pardiseThrew the poop on me last nightWhoa and every time it rain lord don`t it pourI got a letter from the IRSThey said son you`re in a hell of a messOur computer shows you owe 10,000 more Well that machines made of badmistakes`Cause that`s more than this poor boy makesWhoa and every time it rain lord don`t it pourEvery time it rainsI just wash my carThe whole neighborhood goes swimin` in my front yardWell my mother-in-lawSays she`s stayin` three weeks moreWhoa and every time in rain lord don`t it pourJust got my car right out the shopTwo blocks down the street it stopsI went through year On at the grocery storeI walked back to my chevroletBut they towed that sucker awayWhoa and every time it rain lord don`t it pourEvery time it rainsI just wash my carThe whole neighborhood goes swimin` in my front yardWell my mother-in-lawSays she`s stayin` three weeks moreWhoa and every time in rain lord don`t it pourWell and every time it rain lord don`t it pour