Billy Ray Cyrus - Southern Rain lyrics

Times were rough when times were lean Most the time nobody seemed to care No more peace than a southern breeze Whistling through the willow trees And I see you standing there And I reach out to touch your face But the cold hard facts of life put me in my place Southern rain fallin' down on me Thinkin' back to yesterday and the way things used to be "Sweet Home" on the radio, why do things have to change Oh Lord, what I would not give to feel that southern rain --- Instrumental --- Watermelon growin' on the vine The sweet taste of homemade wine And the soft touch of your fingertips Layin' down by the riverside Do you recall how we used to hide So I could taste your lips Though the winds of change took me from home So many years just pa**ed me by And now I'm all alone Southern rain fallin' down on me Thinkin' back to yesterday and the way things used to be "Sweet Home" on the radio, why do things have to change Oh Lord, what I would not give to feel that southern rain You said that we could last forever But I had my wild oats, yet to sow Through every storm and each endeavor The past and the love we found Just will not let me go Southern rain fallin' down on me Thinkin' back to yesterday and the way things used to be "Sweet Home" on the radio, why do things have to change Oh Lord, what I would not give to feel that southern rain. Oh Lord, what I would not give to feel that southern, Southern Rain Oh Lord, what I would not give to feel that southern rain. Oh, to feel that southern rain. Oh, to feel that southern rain. Southern Rain Can you feel that Southern Rain Southern Rain...