Same Rain

Sam Phillips

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    I went to the sun it was too hot
    I went to the moon it was too cold
    Went to the mountain it was too young
    Went to the ocean it was too old

    Is it the same rain that falls on a holy man
    Is it the same rain that falls on a liar's hand
    Is it the same rain that falls on me

    I knew a man a refugee survival was his art
    All that he held valuable he carried in his heart

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    Is it the same rain that falls on the mountain's face
    Is it the same rain that falls on the prison gate
    Is it the same rain that falls on me

    All the money in the world all the power it can buy
    Will not take your voice away
    Cannot own what you hold inside

    Is it the same rain that falls on a poor man's room
    Is it the same rain that falls on a rich man's tomb
    Is it the same rain that falls on me

    Is it the same rain that falls on the raging see
    Is it the same rain that falls on the hanging tree
    Is it the same rain that falls on me

    Song details

    Composition: T-Bone Burnett and Sam Phillips

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