Things are so dry down south it’s time to invoke the Weather God. Such thoughts opened up my Rhyming Cumulus—soon thereafter I felt some lyrics falling, falling on me…

Pray For Rain in Georgia

she stood upon the ferry bridge
she raised her hands to the sky
help her son make it through the night
across the world so wide

he raised his eyes up to heaven
where he suspected it was
he waited for an answer
the way he always does

(chorus)
pray for rain in Geogia
pray and pray
when the clouds all open up
they will open up
and wash us all away
pray for rain in Georgia
pray and pray
when the lord is woken up
we just woke him up
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