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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse 1]
DThe summer wind is blowing westward over the field of fresh mowed Ahay
Let's go up to the barn loft
lay back and watch the sparrows plDay I can see the evening sky from the holes rusted in the tAin
Let's close our eyes and fall asleep
and listen to the storm roll Din
[Chorus]
ItG sounded like a thousand horses' hooDves The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roAof The clGouds were as black as the smoke from the stack of an old coal-burning traiDn DLay back and listen to the sAound of the pourin' raDin A D
[Verse 2]
DIt ain't rained in weeks and now it just won't sAtop
All the rivers and the creeks
are getting fuller with every drDop If the levee holds it's ground and keeps that water baAck
the Mississippi won't reach my
little tar-paper shaDck
[Chorus]
ItG sounded like a thousand horses' hooDves The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roAof The clGouds were as black as the smoke from the stack of an old coal-burning traiDn DLay back and listen to the sAound of the pourin' raDin A D
[Verse 3]
Well now the sDun shines on the roof and the moonshine is in the cellar and what a happy fella I aAm
to finally see the sun now that the rain is done
'cause I've had about all I can stDand I can't tell where my pond begins an where my cornfield enAds
The cattle done floated away
'cause the water's up over the feDnce
[Chorus]
ItG sounded like a thousand horses' hooDves The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roAof The clGouds were as black as the smoke from the stack of an old coal-burning traiDn DLay back and listen to the sAound of the pourin' raDin A D DLay back and listen to the sAound of the pourin' raDin A D