This Sad Song

Well, the rain is apourin' down in a fury And the road is lookin' long And the only thing that comes to mind Is the tune of this sad song Tune of this sad song, Lord, Lord Well, the wind is a-creepin' up my back Through the door, through the roof, through the window crack Tossin' and a-turnin' all night long To the rhythm and the sound of a saddened song Saddened song, Lord, Lord In a dream of passion I saw a face Of a beautiful woman in a terrible place She looked at me, and then she called for you Then she closed her eyes and she sang this tune Sang this tune, Lord, Lord