Did It Rain - Don Everly

She slipped off softly in the early morning rain

Up on a hillside for a place to hide her pain

Breaking the cobwebs from the branches of the pine

Asking forgiveness for me and my short time

And did it rain, and did it rain

And is there a such place called empty

And did it rain, and did it rain

And is there such place called time left on your mind

I know the writer of the song she sadly sings

She rides a pony and her cape flies in the wind

Checking the dew-drops on the branches of the corn

She rides to keep her strange appointment with the dawn

And did it rain, and did it rain

And is there a such place called empty

And did it rain, and did it rain

And is there such place called time left on your mind

And did it rain, and it rain

And is there a such place called empty

And did it rain, and did rain

And is there such place called time that’s on your mind