verse 1
D
The summer wind is blowing westward
A
over the field of fresh mowed hay
Let's go up to the barn loft
D
lay back and watch the sparrows play
I can see the evening sky
A
from the holes rusted in the tin
Let's close our eyes and fall asleep
D
and listen to the storm roll in
G D
It sounded like a thousand horses' hooves
A
The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roof
G
The clouds were as black as the smoke from the stack
D
of an old coal-burning train
D A D A D
Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rain
verse 2
D
It ain't rained in weeks
A
and now it just won't stop
All the rivers and the creeks
D
are getting fuller with every drop
If the levee holds it's ground
A
and keeps that water back
the Mississippi won't reach my
D
little tar-paper shack
G D
It sounded like a thousand horses' hooves
A
The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roof
G
The clouds were as black as the smoke from the stack
D
of an old coal-burning train
D A D A D
Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rain
verse 3
D
Well now the sun shines on the roof
and the moonshine is in the cellar
A
and what a happy fella I am
to finally see the sun now that the rain is done
D
'cause I've had about all I can stand
I can't tell where my pond begins
A
an where my cornfield ends
The cattle done floated away
D
'cause the water's up over the fence
G D
It sounded like a thousand horses' hooves
A
The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roof
G
The clouds were as black as the smoke from the stack
D
of an old coal-burning train
D A D A D
Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rain
D A D A D
Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rain