Em, A, D. The whole song
I got on board of a Westbound 747
Didn't think before decided what to do
All of them talk about those TV breaks and the movies
They ain't true, Lord it sure ain't true
Seems it never rains in Southern California
Seems I've all been hurt that kind of tough before
It never rains in California
But girl don't be warn ya
It pours, man it pours
Out of work
I'm out of my head
Out of self respect
I'm out of bread
I'm on the love
Then I'm on the fade
I wanna go home
It never rains in California
But girl don't be warn ya
It pours, man it pours
Well you tell the folks back home
I nearly made it
I had all thoughts
Didn't know which one to take
Please don't tell them how you found me
Oh don't tell how you found me
Gimme a break
Oh gimme a break
Chorus x2
It pours, man it pours