LYRIC FOR SALE

By William Peachey

I think I see teardrops roll on down my baby's face
yes I think that I see teardrops looks like it's going to rain
I guess I better head for cover a storm is on the way.

It's going to be a long time before I see the sun again
no I couln't find shelter and now I'm getting soak and wet
Cause now it's raining so hard wash our love right down the drain.

Looks like the water"s rising I can't seem to stay afloat
the waves they are piling I better get me a boat and
sail on through this stormy weather in search of sunny shores.

My boat is a little rusty but it should get me there
she'l be brave and sail me through to weaather fair
and the winds of change set me blowing unprepared.

The waves they are thrashing to wash me overboard
I'm trying to hold her steady I've got to hold her course
so I can reach sunny skies and tie my boat to the warf.