Instrumente
Ensembles
Genres
Compozitori
Artiştilor

Text: Trisha Yearwood. Real Live Woman. Come Back When It Ain't Rainin'.

Can't believe the way I let you use me
Can't believe all the wasted time
For a while baby you confused me
When you said, I was your sunshine

But I'm just someone to call
When you need a place to fall

Baby, come back when it ain't rainin'
Come back when your skies are blue
Come back when it ain't rainin' on you
It ain't rainin' on you

Tell me baby, did you have a good time?
Out there with your fair weather friends
You get blue when you're drinkin' red wine
Don't call me when the party ends

You think you've got it made
But you're just a sad parade

Baby, come back when it ain't rainin'
Come back when your skies are blue
Come back when it ain't rainin' on you
It ain't rainin' on you
(Aah)
(La la la laa)
(Ooo)
(Baby, come back)

(Ooo)
After the storm rolls by
I'm hangin' my heart out to dry

Baby, come back when it ain't rainin'
Come back when your skies are blue
(In a year or two)
Come back when it ain't rainin' on you
It ain't rainin' on you
(Come back)
(Baby, come back)
(Ooo)
It ain't rainin' on you
An' it ain't rainin' on you