When It Rains It Pours

Luke Combs

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    Sunday morning man
    She woke up fightin' mad
    Bitchin' and moanin' on and on
    'Bout the time I had
    And by tuesday you could say
    That girl was good as gone
    And then when thursday came around I was all alone
    So I went for a drive to clear my mind
    Ended up at a Shell on I-65

    Then I won a hundred bucks on a scratch-off ticket
    I bought two 12-packs and a tank of gas with it
    She swore they were a waste of time
    Oh, but she was wrong
    I was caller number five on a radio station
    Won a 4-day, 3-night beach vacation
    Deep sea seniorita fishing down in Panama
    And I ain't gotta see my
    Ex-future mother-in-law anymore
    Oh, Lord, when it rains it pours
    When it rains it pours

    Now she was sure real quick to up and apologize
    When she heard about my new found luck
    On that FM dial
    And it's crazy how lately now
    It just seems to come in waves
    What I thought was gonna be the death of me
    Was my saving grace
    It's got me thinking that her leaving
    Is the only logical reason

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    That I got the last spot in the Hooters parking lot
    And the waitress left her number on my check with a heart
    She picked up on the first ring when I gave her a call
    And I only spent 5 bucks at the Moose Club Raffle
    Won a used 4-wheeler and three free passes
    For me and two of my buddies to play a round of golf
    And I ain't gotta see my
    Ex-future mother-in-law anymore
    Oh, Lord, when it rains it pours
    When it rains it pours

    I've been on one hell of a redneck roll
    For three weeks now
    And it all started on the day that she walked out

    Then I won a hundred bucks on a scratch-off ticket
    Bought two 12-packs and a tank of gas with it
    She swore they were a waste of time
    Oh, but she was wrong
    And I was caller number five on a radio station
    Won a 4-day, 3-night beach vacation
    Deep sea senorita fishing down in Panama
    And I ain't gotta see my
    Ex-future mother-in-law anymore
    Oh, Lord, when it rains it pours
    When it rains it pours

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    Composition: Martin (Us 2) Tony, Jordan Walker, and Ray Fulcher

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