Hard Rain Coming Down On Me chords by Tom Waits

Chords with lyrics

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Lyrics:
[spoken intro]
All right now, come on kids. Hey, listen, I'm tired of this bullshit playing around the town,
you know what I mean? ... And I told him, I said, 'listen!' I said, 'don't fuck with me, man!
Because, you know what I mean? Like, I'm a real motherfucking cowboy, you know what I mean? Hahah!
[end intro]

One, two, three, four.

C majorC
Hard rain coming down on me
FF
Trying to start a fire on the muddy banks
        C majorC      G+G
Of the Mississippi, in the rain
FF      C majorC
 Baby life is strange
    A minorAm
Now he reaches for a quarter
And he stands in the corner
And he screams out for some change.
  C majorC
And nobody looks, but everybody sees
And everybody feels the shame.
    A minorAm
And the rain rolls over,
And the dog rolls over,
And he rolls his hands to the sky.
    C majorC
And the nuns in numbers knock their nails in
Like a blackbird in a blackberry pie.
FF        G+G       A minorAm
 Says, 'Son, it happens every day.
FF        G+G        C majorC
 We call it running from the rain.'

A minorAm
Well, it's a rain of thunder,
It's a rain of fear,
It's a busted-open bottle of Rainier beer,

  C majorC
It reaches from the sky
Like a blackbird in a blackberry pie, that's why

  A minorAm
And everybody is runnin'
And umbrellas are poppin'
And reflections take over the streets
    C majorC
And the blood is free now
And it flows to the sea now
And the man says, 'I'll see him again.'
FF       G+G       A minorAm
Said, 'Son, it happens every day.
FF      G+G       C majorC
We call it running from the rain.'

     A minorAm
Well, she turned her back
As he spackles the crack
And the pain just peals away.
     C majorC
And she thought she knew him
But an Autumn leaf blew in
And it blew what she knew of him away.
     A minorAm
And she's countin' numbers
But she lost the light
So now she thaws out cubed steak
With a red flashlight
C majorC
Heads turning like a doorknob,
Eyes burning like a camp log,
What do you think of that?
FF        G+G       A minorAm
Said, 'Son, it happens every day.
FF      G+G        C majorC
We call it running from the rain.'

   C majorC
She's gone for good,
You should know by now.
FF
  She ain't coming back anyhow.
        C majorC
And a love to her
                G+G
Is a love that's thrown away.
       C majorC