Buckets of Rain

Buckets of rain, buckets of tears,

Got all them buckets coming outta my ears,

Buckets of moonbeams in my hand,

You got all the love, a-honey baby, I can stand.

I been meek and hard like an oak,

I've seen pretty people disappear like smoke,

Friends will arrive, friends will disappear –

If you want me, a-honey baby, I'll be here.

I like the smile in your fingertips,

I like the way that you move your hips,

I like the cool way you look at me,

Everything about you is bringing me misery.

Little red wagon, little red bike,

I ain't no monkey, but I know what I like,

I like the way you love me strong and slow,

I'm taking you with me, a-honey baby, where I go.

Life is sad, life is a bust,

All you can do is do what you must,

You do what you must do and you do it well –

I do it for you, a-honey baby, can't you tell?