HE COMES LIKE RAIN (Utah Phillips)
Loafer's Glory cd
Lyrics from jacqui on Mudcat Cafe
Banjo tuned E, Capo 3, Key of: A
July 21, 2011
He [A]comes like rain. Like wind he [D]goes,
Wasti[A]ng no one's time or [E]tears.
He bear[A]s the pain and takes the[D] blows
As he [A]walks out his l[E7]onely y[A]ears.
Altho[D]ugh the wealthy share the [A]spoils,
Still the good times pass him[E] by.
They say[A] he is too old to[D] toil,
And ye[A]t he's still too yo[E7]ung to[A] die.
The road unwinds into the night.
He lifts his bindle and moves on,
And dark against the fading light,
His frail form dwindles and is gone.
Per[D]haps he'll pass this way a[A]gain,
And maybe not, for no on[E7]e knows.
It does[A]n't matter where or [D]when.
He [A]comes like rain. Like win[E7]d he g[A]oes.
Pe[A]rhaps he'll pass this way[D] again,
And maybe[A] not, for no one k[E]nows.
It do[A]esn't matter where or[D] when.
He comes [A]like rain. Like wind[E7] he g[A]oes.
Loafer's Glory cd
Lyrics from jacqui on Mudcat Cafe
Banjo tuned E, Capo 3, Key of: A
July 21, 2011
He [A]comes like rain. Like wind he [D]goes,
Wasti[A]ng no one's time or [E]tears.
He bear[A]s the pain and takes the[D] blows
As he [A]walks out his l[E7]onely y[A]ears.
Altho[D]ugh the wealthy share the [A]spoils,
Still the good times pass him[E] by.
They say[A] he is too old to[D] toil,
And ye[A]t he's still too yo[E7]ung to[A] die.
The road unwinds into the night.
He lifts his bindle and moves on,
And dark against the fading light,
His frail form dwindles and is gone.
Per[D]haps he'll pass this way a[A]gain,
And maybe not, for no on[E7]e knows.
It does[A]n't matter where or [D]when.
He [A]comes like rain. Like win[E7]d he g[A]oes.
Pe[A]rhaps he'll pass this way[D] again,
And maybe[A] not, for no one k[E]nows.
It do[A]esn't matter where or[D] when.
He comes [A]like rain. Like wind[E7] he g[A]oes.
