Letra de Stop Rainin' Lord - Warren Zevon

I rode down to Mechanicsburg
On a cold and wintery day
And I heard a tramp by the railroad tracks
And he had these words to say

I worked forty years as a fireman boy
On the Pennsylvania line
And I ended up just a derelict
Drinkin' Boone's Farm apple wine

Oh, where can a bum find bed and board
When you gonna make it stop rainin', Lord
Where can a bum find bed and board
When you gonna make it stop rainin', Lord

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I rode out of Mechanicsburg
On a freight train a half mile long
But I still think back to the railroad track
And that hobo's mournful song

Oh, where can a bum find bed and board
When you gonna make it stop rainin', Lord
Where can a bum find bed and board
When you gonna make it stop rainin', Lord
Say, where can a bum find bed and board
When you gonna make it stop rainin', Lord
Where can a bum find bed and board
When you gonna make it stop rainin', Lord
When you gonna make it stop rainin', Lord