Chords with lyrics
Tuning: Standard (E MajorE A augmentedA D MajorD G+G BB E MajorE)
Verse 1:
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Her pride and his joy was raven black
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It ran like a river of silk down her back
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She brushed it every morning one hundred times
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And he washed it for her on Saturday nights
Verse 2:
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Then drought struck the heartland in 1935
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They didn’t have water for Saturday nights
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It all seemed so hopeless so she cut it with the shears
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And he held her close and said through her tears
Chorus:
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I’ll build you a barrel to catch the rain
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To wash out the dust of the Kansas plain
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I swear you’ll never have to cut your hair again
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If it’s the last thing I do on this earthly plane
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I’ll give you a barrel of rain
Verse 3:
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So he worked in the evenings when he finished up the chores
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He cut out some staves from a chest of drawers
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He bound them with leather, sealed them with tar
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Then he got to his knees and prayed in the yard
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I’ve built this barrel to catch the rain
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To wash out the dust of the Kansas plain
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If you give me this, Lord, I’ll never ask for nothing again
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Just a little thundercloud now and then
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To give her a barrel of rain
Verse 4:
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But the rain never came, the barrel sat dry
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She watched as the truth of it ate him alive
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Then God took the crops, and the bank took back the land
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When his spirit broke, he just folded his hands
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As the sun beat down on his thirsty grave
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She thought of the fields that he plowed in vain
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She screamed at the sky with all her rage and pain
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He didn’t want much and he never complained
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Dear God, he just wanted a barrel of rain
Verse 5:
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Her pride and his joy is now white as milk
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And it runs down her back like a river of silk
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All that she brought to these Oregon shores
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Was a barrel made out of an old chest of drawers
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The neighbors all whisper that she’s insane
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The way that she stares at the driving rain
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And waits for the gutters to fill it up again
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Then on Saturday nights if the sky is tame
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She washes her hair in a barrel of rain