Me and Regina are sittin on her front porch
waitin on a summer shower to pass.
We ain't sayin much

on account of it's peaceful watchin the rain.
It's been a while.
We got the horses saddled

and they're waitin in out in the barn.
I don't suppose they mind.
They know it ain't no working day

on account of there's no other horses
or excitement around.
It's half nice waitin it out.

Regina lays hers head on my shoulder.
I wouldn't mind if it never lets up.

Hanque O . . .

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