David Allan Coe
David Allan Coe
David Allan Coe
David Allan Coe
David Allan Coe
David Allan Coe
David Allan Coe & Karen Brooks
David Allan Coe
David Allan Coe & Karen Brooks
David Allan Coe
The lady you see me with now and again in this dimly lit hideway place
With eyes deep as midnight and smooth golden skin
And that warm look of love on her face
And you say ain't he lucky just look at those eyes
She's worth any price you can name
And you think that she's mine but you don't realize
I'm just someplace to come when it rains
Someplace to hide when she's tired of the ride just someone to soften my pain
Lord knows where she plays on her warm sunny days
I'm just someplace to come when she can't find the sun
Just someplace to come when it rains
The lady she dances so close in your arms you swear she can float you away
And gives you the feeling you're safe from all harm
Just as long as she holds you that way
And I can't say it's wrong cause I've known all along
That her lovin' is worth all the pain
So whenever she leads I'll be there when she needs someplace to come when it rains
Someplace to hide when she's tired...
Someplace To Come When It Rains was written by Shel Silverstein.
Someplace To Come When It Rains was produced by Billy Sherrill.