The rain is coming down outside,

A chill is in the air;

So we spent the afternoon inside,

Playing cards and solitaire;

The desert air is thriving,

From the raindrops falling down

And the grease woods come alive;

As in the torrent, they drown;

The dogs are getting frisky,

And the horses huddle up;

We all pour a shot of whiskey,

In our lukewarm coffee cups;

We’re sitting on the terrace,

Listening to rain on the tin;

The summer heat has been erased,

And we just can’t help but grin;

We started talking and joking,

But silence soon ensued;

Just watching the rain that is soaking,

Puts us all in a good mood!