ESTILL COUNTY RAIN
written by Sarah Beth Terry
ESTILL COUNTY RAIN
written by Sarah Beth Terry
ESTILL COUNTY RAIN
The air is thick, a storm's a coming
See the blue clouds rolling in from Madison
No siren rang, there was no warning
But in his eyes I could see what was happening
The sky ripped open we ran for shelter
In the arms of one another
Summer showers fanned that flame
We fell hard, we fell fast, we fell down like Estill County Rain
Sweat so sweet, lightning flashing
When he touched me I could feel the thunder crashing
the August heat, the season passing
Only added to what we were sure was passion
In that old farmhouse rich with history
How we ended is still a mystery
Never knowin' that this moment would never come again
We fell hard, we fell fast, we fell down like Estill County Rain
First love never dies they say
It hides but never goes away
When the sky grows dark and the clouds roll in
I still think of him
Years go by, life gets busy
But sometimes I wonder does he ever miss me
Does he recall the first time he kissed me
or long for days when living life was easy
Older, wiser, different roads down
Still I think about my hometown
That brown eyed boy who took my breath away
We fell hard, we fell fast, we fell down like Estill County Rain
The air is thick, a storm's a coming
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