3 A.M. by the courthouse chime
I wonder what they call this town
Sang my last song a few hours ago
And the road fever's got me down

Here comes the rain, here comes the rain
Soft as the sound
Of a far away train

3 A.M. is a lonesome time
And no time to be alone
Packed my guitar, I'm back in the car
I wish that we were headin' home

Here comes the rain, here comes the rain
Soft as the sound
Of a far away train

Read all the papers and magazines
And the Bible that I found in the drawer
From a hotel window, all these towns look the same
And tomorrow, there will be one more

Here comes the rain, here comes the rain
Soft as the sound
Of a far away train
Here comes the rain, here comes the rain
Soft as the sound
Of a far away train

Words and music by Jack Blanchard © Jack Blanchard Songs (BMI).
All rights reserved. Reprinted by permission.



Discology:
WEIRD SCENES INSIDE THE BIRDHOUSE [Omni OMNI-107] (2007)
[Bonus .mp3 track!]