Tupelo Rain
--words and music by Michael Stanley

You roll south outta Memphis
Ninty-three miles to ride
Cross the Tennessee line
To the Mississippi side
Must be something in the water
Something in the air
'Cause they drive real fast, talk real slow
Just how it is around there ...

Now down in Lee County
Just off the Natchez Trace
The moon sits high and the night hangs heavy
Over the place
And out there on the east side
In a shotgun shack
The ghosts all pass the bottle around
And then they pass it right back ...

	And here comes midnight
	Like a fast movin' train
	Gonna wash my soul                   
	In the Tupelo rain ...
	Got Jesus on the mainline
	And a long black hearse
	You might get what you want
	Is that a blessing or a curse?
	Me I'm gonna try to ease my pain
	Gonna wash my sins away
	In the Tupelo rain ... Tupelo rain ...

Now some men take the hard way
And some they just take it slow
And some never see the end of the road
Till it's too late to know
And there's a mansion on a hill
With a king behind a door
But it don't mean nothin' when the dream lies dyin'
On a cold tile floor ...

	And here comes midnight
	Like a fast movin' train
	Gonna wash my soul                   
	In the Tupelo rain ...
	Got Jesus on the mainline
	And a long black hearse
	You might get what you want
	Is that a blessing or a curse?
	Gonna wash my sins away
	In the Tupelo rain ...
	In the Tupelo rain ...