Same Rain Falls - Robin Trower

There’s a man at the crossroad

He’d pay the world for advice

I guess there’s no doubt about it

Yeah, it must be cheap at the price

His world is tumbling around him

As he feels the walls closing in

Wolves at his heels and I know how he feels

But it’s too late, the dance must begin

Oh, but maybe things will get better

Don’t you know that a drowning man, Lordy, don’t get no wetter

And the same rain falls on you, Lord, falls on me

There’s an angry man up in Harlem

He loses each dice that he throws

Yes he knows that luck is again' 'im

So he bends with each wind as it blows

And maybe things will get better

Don’t you know that a drowning man don’t get no no wetter

The same rain falling on you falls on me

A King sits in the castle

And the black knight keeps him in check

So he lays down the rules to a kingdom of fools

While the sake of the queen’s royal neck

Whoa, and the wise old men on the mountain

With the sun and the moon in his face

Ev’ry ev’ry once in a while he lets out with a smile

And scratches his head and he says

Maybe things will get better

Don’t you know that a drowning man, Lord don’t get no wetter

The same rain falling on you falls on me