Don't Wait For Tom Lyrics - Over The Rhine

Hes got the hands of a blind piano player 

Hes got a feel for the dark like a soothsayer 

He takes a little bow and tips his fedora 

Shouts like hes gonna save Sodom and Gomorrah 

Workin for the circus ex-railroad bum 

Carnival barker for kingdom dot come 

Dusty ol Gibson, opposable thumb 

Bangs out the rhythm on a fifty gallon drum 

Dont wait for Tom, Toms long gone, hes already moved on 

Dont wait for Tom 

I saw an ol 55 Buick just before the dawn 

I said, Hey, hey Tom, the suns comin up, you got your wipers on 

Are you tryna make it rain again? 

Are you tryna make it rain again? 

Is it rainin just around your bend? 

Are you tryna make it rain again? 

Sittin in a corner with his pet muskrat 

Tossin his cards into an old mans hat 

He grins at the girls and they always grin back 

He bets an old waltz he could get em in the sack 

He makes his own music from the bell of a bone 

A waitresss falsie and a railroad phone 

Bobs on his knees to an old tarantella 

South of the border he stole it from a fella 

Oh, dont wait for Tom, Toms long gone 

Hes already moved on, dont wait for Tom 

I saw an ol 55 Buick just before dawn 

I said, Hey, hey Tom, the suns comin up, you got your wipers on 

Are you tryna make it rain again? 

Are you tryna make it rain again? 

Is it rainin just around your bend? 

Are you tryna make it rain again? 

His triple jointed juke fingers splay like a scarecrow 

He kneels down and whistles to a fallen sparrow 

His eyes light up when they wheel in a piano 

He reads a dirty joke out of an old Baptist hymnal 

He wears a tuxedo made of sackcloth and ashes 

Has a tattoo of a girl who can bat her eyelashes 

Down on the river he was fishin with a sword 

He knocked off John the Baptist for a word from the Lord 

He takes his coffee with the blood of a turnip 

Blushes his cheeks with an Amsterdam tulip 

Choppin up a rooster for a pullet surprise 

If the gravy dont getcha, hell getcha with his eyes, don't wait 

Hey Tom, suns comin up, you got your wipers on 

Dont wait for Tom, suns comin up, you got your wipers on 

Hey Tom, oh, oh, Tom