Pocket Full of Rain

Boys out on the corner

The way they were before

But me I don't go down there

With my money anymore

Yeah I can still remember when

It used to kill the pain

But I woke up every mornin'

With a pocketful of rain

Ain't like it's been easy

I been up and down

And lately I can't seem to keep

My chin up off the ground

But I'd rather eat a pound of dirt than

Taste that taste again

And a world of hurt is better than

A pocket full of rain

Talk about the devil and up he jump

Down beside the levee on a hollow stump

Shakin' like a window girl in Amsterdam

I don't wanna be no closer than I am

To tell you he's the devil

'Cause I know all his names

And I know all his faces well

He's the devil just the same

He'll look you in the eye and lie

And promise anything

Leave you cold and empty as

A pocket full of rain