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The Farallons: Here, the music

Driving in the Rain

(The Farallons)
Words & Music by Tom Richardson
In the Southern San Joaquin Valley rain is kind of a big deal.
DRIVING IN THE RAIN
© Tom Richardson All Rights Reserved


Growing up in the valley you get so few chances,
To feel the wind in your face and the rain as it dances,
Off your hand with the window down.
And you hear that thunderous sound.
It's the god's ovation as you speed on through the night . . .

Driving, driving in the rain.
Driving, driving in the rain.

Me and Paul and his mom were driving south one day.
99 toward the ridge route and then on to L.A.
"Thomas, take the wheel," she said,
When obliterated by a thunderhead,
The sun was gone and just like that we were . . .

Driving, driving in the rain.
Driving, driving in the rain.

Oh, the sun on the road can take you far away.
Dashing on to the next mirage in a game we play.
Oh, but every time we lie we will make an angel cry.
And then we will be driving in the rain.

Any fool can drive in fair weather.
Make believe you've got your self together.
Ah, but honey don't forget that you ain't seen nothing yet,
Until you take the wheel and get the feel of . . .

Driving, driving in the rain.
Driving, driving in the rain.
Driving, driving in the rain.
Driving, driving in the rain.