I don't rush right out when that whistle blows. I've got nowhere to go. It's not like supper's gonna be waitin' there. Sittin' on the stove. I think I'll take the long way home.
I've been working as a temp. At the local factory. I hope they hire me on full time. I've got shoes to buy and a mouth to feed. . I drive a buy here, pay here truck.
Drop, raindrop fallin' from the sky like magic. Can ya feel it in the air. Drop, you oughta drop on by 'cause it's warm inside. And there's a storm out there.
Back in 39 she was 26. The wife of a soldier tryin' to raise four kids. On rationed out beans and watered down milk. Tryin' to keep 'em all warm with a patchwork quilt.