Every Time It Rains (Lord Don't It Pour) (Album Version)

Every Time It Rains (Lord Don't It Pour) (Album Version)

George Strait

Yeah every time my ship comes in
A hurricane blows it out again
Stormy weather seems to hang around my door
My sweet bird of pardise
Threw the poop on me last night
Whoa and every time it rain lord don't it pour

I got a letter from the IRS
They said son you're in a hell of a mess
Our computer shows you owe 10,000 more Well that machines made of bad mistakes
'Cause that's more than this poor boy makes
Whoa and every time it rain lord don't it pour

Every time it rains
I just wash my car
The whole neighborhood goes swimin' in my front yard
Well my mother-in-law
Says she's stayin' three weeks more
Whoa and every time in rain lord don't it pour

Just got my car right out the shop
Two blocks down the street it stops
I went through year On at the grocery store
I walked back to my chevrolet
But they towed that sucker away
Whoa and every time it rain lord don't it pour

Every time it rains
I just wash my car
The whole neighborhood goes swimin' in my front yard
Well my mother-in-law
Says she's stayin' three weeks more
Whoa and every time in rain lord don't it pour

Well and every time it rain lord don't it pour

Written by STEGALL, KEITH / CRAIG, CHARLIE
Published by EMI Music Publishing

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