With "hungry mouths to feed" a young man breaks into the store and is now being pursued by the law. He asks the Lord to send rain to wash away his tracks so that he may escape. Recorded at Bob Kelly Studio in Las Vegas, Nv.
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I adapted this older song to make it fit my outlaw theme. I previously recorded the original version with Nic Venet (The Beach Boys, The Letterman) producing and then in Nashville with the famed "Memphis Boys" with Tommy Cogbill producing. It was also released by Billy Mize with legendary Larry Butler (Kenny Rogers, Waylon) producing for United Artists and also Roy Clark released it on Dot and performed it on Hee Haw.
Lyrics
LORD LET IT RAIN
WELL, THE PEOPLE IN THIS BAYOU TOWN NEVER KNEW MY NAME
THEY JUST SAID US CRENSHAW BOYS WOULD ALL TURN OUT THE SAME
BUT LORD YOU KNOW ME BETTER, YOU KNOW I’M NOT SO BAD
SINCE MY BROTHER WENT TO JAIL I’M THE BEST BOY MAMA HAD
MY SISTER-IN-LAW’S GOT CHILDREN, HUNGRY MOUTHS TO FEED
SO I BROKE INTO THE STORE TO TAKE SOME THINGS WE NEED
NOW THEY’RE CHASING AFTER ME AND I’M LEAVING LOTS OF TRACKS
LORD IF YOU DON’T WASH THEM OUT THEY’LL SURELY TAKE ME BACK
LORD LET IT RAIN-LORD LET IT RAIN
IF I MAKE IT BACK INTO THE SWAMP I WON’T COME OUT AGAIN
LORD LET IT RAIN-LORD LET IT RAIN
IF I MAKE IT BACK INTO THE SWAMP I WON’T COME OUT AGAIN
MY DADDY TAUGHT ME FIGHTIN’ AND HOW TO USE A GUN
BUT THAT DAY BEFORE HE DIED HE WHISPERED TO ME, SON
ALWAYS USE YOUR SKILLS FOR GOOD AND LORD THAT’S WHAT I TRIED
BUT I HAD TO FEED THOSE CHILDREN BEFORE SOMEBODY DIED
I HEAR THE HOUND DOGS BARKING I GUESS THEY FOUND MY TRACKS
LORD IF YOU COULD SEND A SHOWER I’D SOMEHOW PAY YOU BACK
I’M ASKING FOR MY MOTHER AND LORD NOT FOR MYSELF
IF SHE LOST ANOTHER BOY SHE’D GRIEVE HERSELF TO DEATH
I DON’T WANT TO USE MY GUN
BECAUSE I AM MY MAMA’S SON
LORD PLEASE TAKE ME BACK TO HER ARMS
I DON’T WANT TO DO NOBODY NO HARM
LORD LET IT RAIN-LORD LET IT RAIN
IF I MAKE IT BACK INTO THE SWAMP I WON’T COME OUT AGAIN
LORD LET IT RAIN-LORD LET IT RAIN
IF I MAKE IT BACK INTO THE SWAMP I WON’T COME OUT AGAIN
LORD LET IT RAIN-LORD LET IT RAIN
IF I MAKE IT BACK INTO THE SWAMP I WON’T COME OUT AGAIN
LORD LET IT RAIN-LORD LET IT RAIN
IF I MAKE IT BACK INTO THE SWAMP I WON’T COME OUT AGAIN
(LORD, LOOKS LIKE MAMA’S LOST ANOTHER BOY)
