I'd like to sleep beneath an old tin
roof with the hard rain pouring down
Nothing else in all the world makes such a sleepy sound
Let the thunder crash,
let the candles blast,
I'll still be sleeping sound
Long as I'm under an old tin roof with the hard rain pouring down
Now in my time all nothing's done,
and they put me in the ground
Built a tin roof above my grave,
and let the rain come down
Let the rain come down,
Lord,
upon my old tin shelter Let the rain come down,
Lord,
I'm
gonna sleep forever
I'd like to sleep beneath an old tin
roof with the hard rain pouring down
Nothing else in all the world makes such a sleepy sound
Let the thunder crash,
let the trumpets blast,
I'll still be sleeping sound
Long as I'm under an old tin roof with the hard rain pouring down
As long as I'm under an old tin roof with the hard rain pouring down
As long as I'm under an old tin roof with the hard rain pouring down