| Song | Cold Rain |
| Artist | Irma Thomas |
| Artist | David Torkanowsky |
| Album | Simply Grand |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You say you’re unhappy | |
| It’s time for you to leave | |
| I can feel it in your fingers | |
| In the very way that you breathe | |
| You wanna be fair | |
| Well, love never is | |
| But darlin’ don’t despair' | |
| Cause I know | |
| I’m ready for this | |
| Oh my, my, my, my, my | |
| My, my, my, my, my, my | |
| Here it comes, here it comes | |
| Here it comes | |
| No place to run, nowhere to hide | |
| From this cold rain inside | |
| Here it comes, here it comes | |
| Washing down | |
| Deep and dark, hard and wide | |
| This cold rain, cold rain inside | |
| A cold, cold rain | |
| I know it won’t be long‘ | |
| Fore this storm is done | |
| Let the clouds come and wash me clean | |
| When I’m standin’ in the sun | |
| Oh my, my, my, my, my | |
| My, my, my, my, my, my | |
| Here it comes, here it comes | |
| Here it comes | |
| No place to run, nowhere to hide | |
| From this cold rain inside | |
| Here it comes, here it comes | |
| Washing down | |
| Deep inside, hard and wide | |
| This cold rain, this cold rain inside | |
| A cold, cold rain | |
| A cold, cold, cold, cold rain |
| You say you' re unhappy | |
| It' s time for you to leave | |
| I can feel it in your fingers | |
| In the very way that you breathe | |
| You wanna be fair | |
| Well, love never is | |
| But darlin' don' t despair' | |
| Cause I know | |
| I' m ready for this | |
| Oh my, my, my, my, my | |
| My, my, my, my, my, my | |
| Here it comes, here it comes | |
| Here it comes | |
| No place to run, nowhere to hide | |
| From this cold rain inside | |
| Here it comes, here it comes | |
| Washing down | |
| Deep and dark, hard and wide | |
| This cold rain, cold rain inside | |
| A cold, cold rain | |
| I know it won' t be long' | |
| Fore this storm is done | |
| Let the clouds come and wash me clean | |
| When I' m standin' in the sun | |
| Oh my, my, my, my, my | |
| My, my, my, my, my, my | |
| Here it comes, here it comes | |
| Here it comes | |
| No place to run, nowhere to hide | |
| From this cold rain inside | |
| Here it comes, here it comes | |
| Washing down | |
| Deep inside, hard and wide | |
| This cold rain, this cold rain inside | |
| A cold, cold rain | |
| A cold, cold, cold, cold rain |
| You say you' re unhappy | |
| It' s time for you to leave | |
| I can feel it in your fingers | |
| In the very way that you breathe | |
| You wanna be fair | |
| Well, love never is | |
| But darlin' don' t despair' | |
| Cause I know | |
| I' m ready for this | |
| Oh my, my, my, my, my | |
| My, my, my, my, my, my | |
| Here it comes, here it comes | |
| Here it comes | |
| No place to run, nowhere to hide | |
| From this cold rain inside | |
| Here it comes, here it comes | |
| Washing down | |
| Deep and dark, hard and wide | |
| This cold rain, cold rain inside | |
| A cold, cold rain | |
| I know it won' t be long' | |
| Fore this storm is done | |
| Let the clouds come and wash me clean | |
| When I' m standin' in the sun | |
| Oh my, my, my, my, my | |
| My, my, my, my, my, my | |
| Here it comes, here it comes | |
| Here it comes | |
| No place to run, nowhere to hide | |
| From this cold rain inside | |
| Here it comes, here it comes | |
| Washing down | |
| Deep inside, hard and wide | |
| This cold rain, this cold rain inside | |
| A cold, cold rain | |
| A cold, cold, cold, cold rain |