Robert Earl Keen - Not A Drop Of Rain (capo) Chords

Not A Drop Of Rain
By Robert Earl Keen Jr.

(Mammy did a perfect job, I just hate playing Bb and F)

Capo 3

D        
Streets are almost empty, the shops are all closed down
        F#m
There's not a soul left in the park to tell my troubles to
           Bm
Think I'll walk down to the river that runs just south of town
  G
I hate like hell when there ain't nothin' left to do
    D                 A                Bm     A       G
But stand beneath the river bridge and listen for the train
     Bm                      A             D
It's been a long hot summer, not a drop of rain

When I broke down into simpler, I headed for the coast
I thought the wind and water would elevate my mind
I surfaced in the springtime feelin' like a ghost
Missin' more than ever the things I left behind
Now I'm standin' on this river bank and still cannot explain
It's been a long hot summer, not a drop of rain

My bag is full of letters, unopened and unread 
I'm sure they tell the story of worry and reform
My heart is beatin' heavy with all we left unsaid
I swear to you I never meant you any harm
The sacrifice and compromise can never stand the strain
It's been a long hot summer, not a drop of rain

Tonight I close my eyes again and try to see your face
Listen for your voice to tell me it's alright to sleep
Convince myself I'll wake up in another time and place
Knowin' all the while it's a promise I can't keep
String of broken promises, another link of chain
It's been a long hot summer, not a drop of rain

The children on the playground, the lovers in the shade
Remind me of a life and time that feel more like a dream
Where the sound of love and laughter was the music that we played
As we laid beside the waters of the never ending stream
Now the stream is gone to hiding, the dream lives on in vain
It's been a long hot summer, not a drop of rain

The clouds are building slowly on the skyline to the east
The wind and dust are dancin' like the devil 'cross the lane
I could try to find the bottle, or try to find a priest
Salvation won't be travelin' either road I take
So I turn my collar to the wind that echoes this refrain
It's been a long hot summer, not a drop of rain