Running Through The Rain
(专辑: Wild And Wooly - 1986)
Last night we rode our broncs in Seattle, Me and Bill packed the
car in the
pouring rain. Winch and John were at the
beer stand, getting spraddled. But we got 'em gathered and hit the
road again. Chewing snoose and spitting in a
bottle. With country music blasting on the
radio. Talking girls and broncs and gold beltbuckles. Rolling south to a
California rodeo. Just rolling down that great American highway, With the
morning sky lit up like a
flame. Chasing dreams and following a
rainbow. Like children running through the
rain. Well it's rodeo time in Oakdale, California. And we stumble with the
trash out of the
car. And ole Bill looks at me through whiskers and wild, red eyeballs, And says, we look more like hobo's than big-time rodeo stars. Well we ride our broncs and we all win a
little money. And there's Winch over at the
beer stand again. But look, he's got his arm around a
little California honey. An' Bill says...I wonder if that lady there's got any friends. Just rolling down that great American highway, With the
morning sky lit up like a
flame. Chasing dreams and following a
rainbow. Like children running through the
rain. Well, the
years went by and now we've all got families. Ah, but we still get together every now and then, And we talk about all the
bad broncs and good times. Lord, somtimes I
wish I
was back on that road again... Just rolling down that great American highway, With the
moerning sky lit up like a
flame. Chasing dreams and following a
rainbow. Like children running through the
rain. Just chasin dreams and following a
rainbow... Like crazy children running through the
rain...