作曲 : Bonamassa
Down here in 
New Orleans, prayin' for holy water, 
To rain on down, rain on down on me. 
I got to tell you how 
I feel, And 
I don't care as long as it's a side that's real. 
Like a dark cloud that casts no shade, 
Seven days pass 
I still pray for rain. 
I want to see things my way; 
I will add colour and shape. 
Now I'm frozen in time, bound by convictions, 
Obey the trust - things 
I learned long ago. 
Please now spare me, spare me your old folklore, 
All I really want are things they were before. 
Like a dark cloud that casts no shade, 
Seven days pass 
I still pray for rain. 
I want to see things my way; 
I will add colour and shape. [Lead Break] 
Like a dark cloud that casts no shade, 
Seven days pass 
I still pray for rain. 
I want to see things my way; 
I will be be who 
I am and see things my way; 
I will add colour and shape.