I walked down to the sidewalk,

the night was crying rain

I heard thunder wandering,

like a crash in someones tin

I can tell from the lightnings flashing,

the storm would not refrain.

The wind blew through the treetops,

and I saw some windowpane

I heard someone down in the alley,

a little voice called out my name,

I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance,

it was lost in the pouring rain.

Well I'm going/

back to the country/

up on the mountains/

up on the rising side/

and if you/

should ever leave me/

send me a letter/

with some love inside/

where are you married?

and in a good place?

I need to know to be satisfied.

I walked on through the darkness,

the night still pouring rain

The wind blew through the treetops,

and I saw some windowpane

I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance,

it was lost in the pouring rain

one thing I have learned in my time,

in the skies and on the ground...

all the fires changed motivation,

yet I burned to love that sound.