Red Clay Rain
by Dez Harlan · Pop › Pop Ballad · Made with Suno · 0 plays
Style
pop, gospel, piano, bluesy, soul
Prompt
neotraditional country, raspy male soul belt, gospel choir harmonies, swinging two-step groove, steel guitar, warm bass
Lyrics
Mm, mm, mm Red clay rain Eleven years I swore I'd never see this town Now a receipt in my pocket says two fourteen Eleven years of dust upon my boots And my feet won't turn around My boots are on my mother's gravel Porch light burning like it knew I'd come I know how this ends, I know what they'll say I'm staying anyway Red clay rain, fall on me again Wash the miles right off my skin They say there's nothing here for me But I'm home in the red clay rain My work coat's still hanging on the nail Her cold coffee's sitting on the rail The screen door sings the way it did Porch light she never turned off Mama said, "Son, there's nothing here." The boys said, "Don't go back, stay clear." I heard them both, I did Lord, I heard them both I know how this ends, I know what they'll say I'm staying anyway Red clay rain, fall on me again Wash the miles right off my skin They say there's nothing here for me But I'm home in the red clay rain I'm down on my knees on the porch boards Hands in the red mud, Lord, I'm done running Forgive me, Mama, forgive me, Lord I'm done running Back, back, red clay rain Back, back, fall on me again Wash the miles right off my skin They say there's nothing here for me But I'm home in the red clay rain Home in the red clay rain Oh, red clay rain Rain, keep me here Keep me here one more night Just one more time, red clay rain Keep me here