Stop Rainin’ Lord Warren Zevon

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[Verse 1]
I rode down to Mechanicsburg
On a cold and wintery day
And I heard a tramp by the railroad tracks
And he had these words to say

[Verse 2]
I worked forty years as a fireman boy
On the Pennsylvania line
And I ended up just a derelict
Drinkin' Boone's Farm apple wine

[Chorus]
Oh, where can a bum find bed and board?
When you gonna make it stop rainin', Lord?
Where can a bum find bed and board?
When you gonna make it stop rainin', Lord?

[Verse 2]
I rode out of Mechanicsburg
On a freight train a half-mile long
But I still think back to the railroad track
And that hobo's mournful song

[Chorus]
Oh, where can a bum find bed and board?
When you gonna make it stop rainin', Lord?
Where can a bum find bed and board?
When you gonna make it stop rainin', Lord?
Singin' where can a bum find bed and board?
When you gonna make it stop rainin', Lord?
Where can a bum find bed and board?
When you gonna make it stop rainin', Lord?
When you gonna make it stop rainin', Lord?