"Its All Rain" genre: Indie
	lo fi play (dial-up) hi fi play (broadband) download (3.2 MB)	email track to a friend	add to My.MP3
	A little Bluesy rock song for all you frustrated golfers out there.
	MP3.com CD: Pamarama - buy it! CD: pamarama   Label: Swan Studios Credits: Thanks To Ed Vollmer
	Story Behind the Song I wrote this song while bartending one day at the Seven Oaks in Hamilton NY. Its semi fictional...I exagarated a little about the 25 cent tip... I actually saved up enough money for a guild while working there. Every thing else is pretty much true. This song was recorded at ED Vollmers house on a Tele through a JohnsonTube thing... I then finished it up at home and flinged in some harmonies and what-not. I think its funny.. Lyrics He toddled to the bar in a red sport coat Pink Whales on his pants gold around his throat. One hand on a scotch, the other on a beer Score card ripped to pieces floating in the air Chorus And I just... And I just...And I just Listen to you bitch about your luck You'd trip over a million to pick up a buck You've been handed it all and you've sorted it through But you suck at this game and theres nothing to do but complain Baby Its All Rain I serve sodas and snickers search for my tip You undress me with one eye wonder about my wit Well you'd kill for a little incentive of soul But your putter is rubber on the 19th hole Chorus And I just...And I just...And I just... Listen to you bitch about your luck Your wifes been overhauled a little nip and tuck But she's on to you and your running scared Hey Just throw me a dime honey I'm strugging down here while you maintain Baby Its All Rain Youre prayin for birdies I'm stocking the goods Your cursin out your clubs Your cursin out Tiger Woods Your black cloud is raining all over my bar Nothings ever good now is it Where you are I said "Hey Whats wrong with you just look at this scene, Every blade of grass is perfect every tree serene You got a little white cart and a cooler of beer Its not the end of the world darling Just your carreer. spoken: Lets go shoot some balls around Eddie What?! you wanna rent a cart?! I thought we'd walk it you know get a little exercise. Man they'll make a sporting event out of anything. Hey where'd you get that Club Ed? I always knew you had a nice swing! He Toddled to the bar in a red sport coat Pink Whales on his pants, gold around his throat. One hand on his crotch Oh god its such a shame The sun is shining bright but baby Its All Rain Its All Rain Baby Its All Rain

Copyright notice. All material on MP3.com is protected by copyright law and by international treaties. You may download this material and make reasonable number of copies of this material only for your own personal use. You may not otherwise reproduce, distribute, publicly perform, publicly display, or create derivative works of this material, unless authorized by the appropriate copyright owner(s).