Prodigals The Rain Lyrics

Rain Lyrics

Rain 



On the sidewalks, the streets, 

Rain lashes down in sheets 

You think of another town as you watch it fall 

Damp and hop filled air 

And the Moore Street Market where 

Fresh fruit five for fifty auld wans call. 



A drunken busker plays 

While a paddy spins and prays 

Seagulls wheel over graceful walls. 

A business man who wears 

His cut-price suit and stares 

At the painter happy in his overalls 



Pubs where students smoke, 

Drink a jar and joke 

Look around to see who's watching them 

Proudly reminisce 

Upon the rugby that they miss 

Or the function that they're going to attend 



By the crowded bar, 

A small Italian car 

Wanders down the lonely city street 

Past the fellow at the stand 

With the papers in his hand 

Selling the Herald and the Press the live long week 



Chorus: 

Farewell to friends, 

To all that you know, 

Sail away without warning 

Dublin good-bye. 

New York, hello. 

Broadway, I'll see you in the morning. 



Go over to your room, 

Try to warm the gloom 

With your highly ineffective blue gas fire 

Outside driving rain 

Trickles down the windowpane 

Obscures the dim gray view of Christ's Church spire 



Dream about a girl 

Who moves in another world 

From whom bedsit cold it’s been gas fires and all 

But you’re only looking down 

Into reflected Dublin town 

Awaiting New York City in the fall



On the sidewalks, the streets, 

Rain lashes down your cheeks 

You think of another town as you watch it fall

Damp and hop filled air 

And the Moore Street Market where 

Fresh fruit five for fifty auld wans call 



Chorus: 

Farewell to friends, 

To all that you know, 

Sail away without warning 

Dublin good-bye 

New York, hello 

Broadway, I'll see you in the morning. 



Repeat once