| Song | San Antonio Rain |
| Artist | Alejandro Escovedo |
| Album | Big Station |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Seems like everybody's trying to sell me something | |
| I don't need, | |
| Might be a half-pound of cocaine, quarter pound of | |
| Mexican weed. | |
| But the last thing | |
| I need is something that'll dull my pain, | |
| I've walked from here to | |
| San Antonio just to taste the cool tongue of the rain. | |
| The rain ain't gonna come (ooh the rain ain't gonna come) | |
| The rain the don't wanna come (oooh-ooh). | |
| Gimme something strong | |
| I think I've felt enough of this | |
| I ask the bartender for doubles, the bartender his eyes shouldn't wait. | |
| Once I could find a friendly face on every corner of this town,when you don't recognize a single soul what's the use in hanging around? | |
| The rain ain't gonna come (ooh the rain ain't gonna come) | |
| No, the rain the don't wanna come (oooh-ooh). | |
| The rain ain't gonna come (ooh the rain ain't gonna come) | |
| No, the rain the don't wanna come (oooh-ooh). | |
| No…I put my fingertip pulls you whispered something pretty in my ear, | |
| I just laid down to rest my eyes when | |
| I woke up there was nobody there. | |
| I hear ocean calling, calling like a long lost friend. | |
| Think I'll go back to | |
| California but | |
| I don't think they'd let me in. | |
| The rain ain't gonna come (ooh the rain ain't gonna come) | |
| No, the rain the don't wanna come (oooh-ooh). | |
| The rain ain't gonna come (ooh the rain ain't gonna come) | |
| No, the rain the don't wanna come (oooh-ooh). | |
| No, no, no, no. | |
| Think I'll go back to | |
| California but | |
| I'm not sure they'd let me in. |
| Seems like everybody' s trying to sell me something | |
| I don' t need, | |
| Might be a halfpound of cocaine, quarter pound of | |
| Mexican weed. | |
| But the last thing | |
| I need is something that' ll dull my pain, | |
| I' ve walked from here to | |
| San Antonio just to taste the cool tongue of the rain. | |
| The rain ain' t gonna come ooh the rain ain' t gonna come | |
| The rain the don' t wanna come ooohooh. | |
| Gimme something strong | |
| I think I' ve felt enough of this | |
| I ask the bartender for doubles, the bartender his eyes shouldn' t wait. | |
| Once I could find a friendly face on every corner of this town, when you don' t recognize a single soul what' s the use in hanging around? | |
| The rain ain' t gonna come ooh the rain ain' t gonna come | |
| No, the rain the don' t wanna come ooohooh. | |
| The rain ain' t gonna come ooh the rain ain' t gonna come | |
| No, the rain the don' t wanna come ooohooh. | |
| No I put my fingertip pulls you whispered something pretty in my ear, | |
| I just laid down to rest my eyes when | |
| I woke up there was nobody there. | |
| I hear ocean calling, calling like a long lost friend. | |
| Think I' ll go back to | |
| California but | |
| I don' t think they' d let me in. | |
| The rain ain' t gonna come ooh the rain ain' t gonna come | |
| No, the rain the don' t wanna come ooohooh. | |
| The rain ain' t gonna come ooh the rain ain' t gonna come | |
| No, the rain the don' t wanna come ooohooh. | |
| No, no, no, no. | |
| Think I' ll go back to | |
| California but | |
| I' m not sure they' d let me in. |
| Seems like everybody' s trying to sell me something | |
| I don' t need, | |
| Might be a halfpound of cocaine, quarter pound of | |
| Mexican weed. | |
| But the last thing | |
| I need is something that' ll dull my pain, | |
| I' ve walked from here to | |
| San Antonio just to taste the cool tongue of the rain. | |
| The rain ain' t gonna come ooh the rain ain' t gonna come | |
| The rain the don' t wanna come ooohooh. | |
| Gimme something strong | |
| I think I' ve felt enough of this | |
| I ask the bartender for doubles, the bartender his eyes shouldn' t wait. | |
| Once I could find a friendly face on every corner of this town, when you don' t recognize a single soul what' s the use in hanging around? | |
| The rain ain' t gonna come ooh the rain ain' t gonna come | |
| No, the rain the don' t wanna come ooohooh. | |
| The rain ain' t gonna come ooh the rain ain' t gonna come | |
| No, the rain the don' t wanna come ooohooh. | |
| No I put my fingertip pulls you whispered something pretty in my ear, | |
| I just laid down to rest my eyes when | |
| I woke up there was nobody there. | |
| I hear ocean calling, calling like a long lost friend. | |
| Think I' ll go back to | |
| California but | |
| I don' t think they' d let me in. | |
| The rain ain' t gonna come ooh the rain ain' t gonna come | |
| No, the rain the don' t wanna come ooohooh. | |
| The rain ain' t gonna come ooh the rain ain' t gonna come | |
| No, the rain the don' t wanna come ooohooh. | |
| No, no, no, no. | |
| Think I' ll go back to | |
| California but | |
| I' m not sure they' d let me in. |