More songs by Graham Barham
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Description
A dry desert where even tears turn to dust, and the only rain is amber, from a bottle. Here, pain is not treated with words, it is simply drowned out “in a circle” until the veins forget their name and the night becomes softer.
The song contains both melancholy and a stubborn sense of humor: if the heavens are in no hurry to shed rain, the bartender is always at hand. And in this “whiskey rain” one hears not only despair, but also a strange consolation - as if the fire inside can only be extinguished by an even greater fire.
Lyrics and translation
Original
She went rollin' like a Texas tumbleweed
Been drier than a ranch down in Abilene
Only river that's been rollin'
Is her crocodile tears from her Maybelline (ay)
I've been walkin' through the dessert all damn day
Cryin' in the dry creek bed that I made
Bartender, I'm a desperate man (yeah)
So put that handle in your hand
Let that whiskey rain, rain, rain, rain, rain
Pour it on the pain, pain, pain, pain, pain
I just wanna drown in that Tennessee fountain
Let that liquor kick her right outta my veins
Pour another round, round, round, round, round
Doubles comin' down, down, down, down, down
Put a hurtin' on me, wash away the lonely
Only Jack can burn away her name
Let that whiskey rain, rain, rain, rain, rain
Tell 'em T-Hub
What up GB? Yeah
What do you know it's lookin' like
One of them goin' nowhere nights
Puttin' her memory up on ice 'til the mornin' (damn right)
Damn it, if you couldn't tell
She done put me through some hell
So I'm crawlin' to the well (hey)
Let that whiskey rain, rain, rain, rain, rain
Pour it on the pain, pain, pain, pain, pain
I just wanna drown in that Tennessee fountain
Let that liquor kick her right outta my veins
Pour another round, round, round, round, round
Doubles comin' down, down, down, down, down (down, down, down)
Put a hurtin' on me, wash away the lonely
Only Jack can burn away her name (ay)
Let that whiskey rain, rain, rain, rain, rain
Oh, yeah-oh
Let that whiskey rain, rain, rain, rain, rain
Come on, talk to 'em
I've been walkin' through the dessert all damn day
Cryin' in the dry creek bed that I made
Bartender, I'm a desperate man
(Say) so put that handle in your hand
Let that whiskey rain, rain, rain, rain, rain (let's go)
Pour it on the pain, pain, pain, pain, pain (let's pour it)
I just wanna drown in that Tennessee fountain
Let that liquor kick her right outta my veins
Pour another round, round, round, round, round (pour another round)
Doubles comin' down, down, down, down (doubles comin' down, haha)
Put a hurtin' on me, wash away the lonely
Only Jack can burn away her name
Let that whiskey rain, rain, rain, rain, rain
Oh, GB, you crazy for this one, bro
Let that whiskey rain, rain, rain, rain, rain (let it rain)
Let it rain, rain, rain (I gotta do it)
Whoa, let that whiskey rain