(by John Prine)

Great rain great rain I thought I heard you call my name Great rain great rain I thought I heard you call my name I was standing in the station Waving down an unmarked train There's a fire at the junction Why do you do the things you do There's a fire at the junction Why do you do the things you do I was praying for mercy And all he ever sent me was you Jimmy bought the liquor I bought the cups and ice Jimmy bought the liquor I bought the cups and ice I tell you funny stories Why can't you treat me nice Great rain great rain I thought I heard you call my name Great rain great rain I thought I heard you calling my name I was standing by the river Talking to a young Mark Twain