Here

I

sit

at

Ma-

ry

Ann's

place

Oh

ba-

by

the

rain

is

al-

ways

pouring

when

I'm

here

Saw

the

light-

ning

caught

your

stone

Oh

may-

be

the

an-

gels

of

to-

morrow

will

let

me

go

Still

the

cry-

ing

hurts

in

your

head

Well

you're

still

be-

neath

my

fe-

et

Well

oh

God

don't

seems

to

fol-

low

Hear

my

prayers

un-

til

to-

morr-

ow's

set-

tle-

ment

Side

by

side

with

Luc-

y's

stone

You

two

are

for-

ever

miss-

ing

col-

ours

in

my

home

Oh

oh

oh

oh

Do

you

think

you

can

for-

give

I

know

that

your

life

has

been

a

bur-

den

A

liv-

ing

hell

Still

the

cry-

ing

hurts

in

Measure 77-82 + 1st note

your

head

Well

you're

still

be-

neath

my

fe-

et

Have

you

looked

in-

to

the

sky

Well

oh

God

don't

seem

to

mi-

nd

Will

the

fi-

re

burn

the

flo-

wer

Or

the

an-

gels

sing

to-

morr-

ow,

when

I'm

near