Chillicothe Rain
Roger Alan Wade
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Intro: D Verse:D Low down in Ohio from the day he was bornG Charlie hit that hard road,D rollin' like a thunder storm Trouble as his shadow, larceny in his bloodG They slapped him in the castle, forD lightin' up some peckerwoodG He got eleven twenty-nine the firstD time, rode it out like a train Walked down to the bus line throughA D Cadd9 Bm A the Chillicothe rain Chorus:G Some people stay in hell just because they know the names of theD streets Some lay their soul on the anvil,A hand 'em the hammer, that's meD Sorry for the trouble, the worryG and the pain Sorry I never had sense enough toD A D get out of the Chillicothe rainContinues after the adVerse:D He hung around in pool halls, like to never find a jobG Finally started bouncin' for some dude, connected with theD Steubenville mob Fell hard for a dancer, she took him for a rideG She coulda cleared him with her answer, she got on the stand andD liedG He got ten years for good behavior,D ten years and mark of Cain The guard hollered "See ya later"A D through the hard Chillicothe rainCadd9 Bm A Chorus:G Some people stay in hell just because they know the names of theD streets Some lay their soul on the anvil,A hand 'em the hammer, that's meD Sorry for the trouble, the worryG and the pain Sorry I never had sense enough toD A D get out of the Chillicothe rain Break: Cadd9 Bm A G A D Verse:D Charlie stayed clear of trouble, for a year he walked that lineG Tryin' to rebuild from the rubble,D set things straight in his mind One night he got a phone call, said "mom I'll be right back"G She just killed the porch lightD when she heard sirens down by the tracksG The score he swore he'd settle gotD him more than a ball and chain Got him the Lord's prayer andA Satan's chair in the ChillicotheD Cadd9 Bm A rain Chorus:G Some people stay in hell just because they know the names of theD streets Some lay their soul on the anvil,A hand 'em the hammer, that's meD My storm will soon be over whenG they run lightning through my brain By the time you read this I'll be aD A lily-white mist in the ChillicotheD rainG By the time you read this I'll be aD A lily-white mist in theD Chillicothe rain