Kentucky Rain (Eddie Rabbit - Dick Heard) Seven lonely days And a dozen towns ago I reached out one night And you were gone Don't know why you'd run, What you're running to or from All I know is I want to bring you home So I'm walking in the rain, Thumbing for a ride On this lonely Kentucky backroad I've loved you much too long And my love's too strong To let you go, never knowing What went wrong Kentucky rain keeps pouring down And up ahead's another town That I'll go walking thru With the rain in my shoes, Searchin for you In the cold Kentucky rain, In the cold Kentucky rain Showed your photograph To some old gray bearded man Sitting on a bench Outside a gen'ral store They said "Yes, she's been here" But their memory wasn't clear Was it yesterday, No, wait the day before So I fin'ly got a ride With a preacher man who asked "Where you bound on such a dark afternoon?" As we drove on thru the rain As he listened I explained And he left me with a prayer That I'd find you UNDER THE MAGNOLIA MOON Life is simple; a little understated. Time can almost be made to stand still in your dreaming mind. Lilacs sweetly swaying in the pale moonlight, as if they are awaiting a Belles quiet delight. Lavender soaps and rose perfumes bring out thoughts of a distant time and place as they waft and swoon. Plantation homes with years to tell that were filled with gentle nature and a time of grace within that place. The distant smells of an old fashioned kitchen; cooking with the family gathered around an old oak table. An old farmers hands with tradition handed down, tells of his forefathers battle with the ground. History at the fingertips, sweetly whispers all around; to remind us of the struggle to preserve our Southern land. The old church standing proud and its steeple tall; gently states that our faith abides through it all. Under the Magnolia Moon life is simple; a little understated. The good to be remembered and of old times not to be forgotten. Rachel Smith Copyright (c) 2004