Bobby sips his morning coffee
Says have you finished with the funnies
Looks like a storm is brewing honey
guess we'll have to stay in bed today
I've heard that into every life
D
A little of it must fall
A D
So she spends her evenings praying
E
For a little of that southern rain
D A Asus2
Marie was born in Macon Georgia
She met a west coast lawyer
He plucked that sweet magnolia
and carried her to the hills of West LA
She says I never thought I'd tire of a dollar
But this life has grown so hollow
Every nite there's lipstick on his collar
And every morning I wash it away
She heard that into every life......etc
Cars alive on city streets, of sparkling black water
Gm F#m E A
like waves beneath my window never break just roll away
F#m Bm E
Tonite this rain will be my lullabye
D E F#m Bm
These cars, my dreams to carry me home to stay
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