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There's a Emman in my town named CHoward McBane DTwenty years ago he said he'd Ccome to make it Emrain (The) Emcrops they all were dying back in Ceighteen ninety three DHoward came to town and told them Cput your faith in Emme He Emrode in on a train from Ceast of the big river It was Dso damn hot that morning still I Ccouldn't help but Emshiver EmDaddy told me he wa'n't nothing Cbut a snake oil dealer Dto these desperate farmers Howard Cseemed like a faith Emhealer
EmHoward told the people if they Cwanted to have water Dsign the dotted line, bring him their Cmoney wine and Emdaughters Emcommon folk get desperate when there's Cnowhere left to turn last Dsummer was a scorcher, their Cfields were sun Emburned so Emthey gave him what he wanted what Celse could they do he Dwinked and laughed and told them, I'll Cmake it rain on Emyou then EmHoward climbed the hill on the Csouthern edge of town and he Dranted and he chanted and the Crain came pouring Emdown
EmHoward McBane rode in on that Ctrain come to make it Drain this town will never be the Emsame
EmHoward McBane rode in on that Ctrain come to make it Drain Howard McEmBane
EmThere's a man in my town named CHoward McBane DTwenty years ago he said he'd Ccome to make it Emrain Now Emthere ain't no woman in this town CHoward ain't defiled Ain't Dnothing that he don't own for Ctwo hundred square Emmiles (We) Emthought he was a miracle, (but) Che was no messiah Dno amount of holy water Ccan put out this Emfire Emtrain that came up straight from hell Ctwenty years ago is Dheading back to Hades with a Ccargo of lost Emsouls
EmHoward he is heading to aCnother dried up town where they'll Dsign his dotted line and he'll Cmake that rain come Emdown Howard McCBane is a Ddemon, an archCangel from Dhell drain your Csoul for a Dcouple drops of Cwater in your Emwell now your Cseeds are all Ddying in the Cground where they Dfell and he's Coff to find more suckers who need Drain Howard McEmBane ...