Running Through The Rain - Chris Ledoux (克里斯勒杜)

Last night we rode our broncs in Seattle

Me and Bill packed the car in the pourin' rain

Winch and John were at the beer stand gettin' spraddled

But we got 'em gathered and hit the road again

Chewin' snoose and spittin' in a bottle

With country music blastin' on the radio

Talkin' girls and broncs and gold beltbuckles

Rollin' south to a California rodeo

Just rollin' down that great American highway

With the mornin' sky lit up like a flame

Chasin' dreams and followin' a rainbow

Like children runnin' through the rain

Well it's rodeo time in Oakdale California

And we stumble with the trash out of the car

And ole Bill looks at me through whiskers and wild red eyeballs

And says we look more like hobo's than big time rodeo stars

Well we ride our broncs and we all win a little money

And there's Winch over at the beer stand again

But look he's got his arm around a little California honey

An' Bill says

I wonder if that lady there's got any friends

Just rollin' down that great American highway

With the mornin' sky lit up like a flame

Chasin' dreams and followin' a rainbow

Like children runnin' through the rain

Well the years went by and now we've all got families

Ah but we still get together every now and then

And we talk about all the bad broncs and good times

Lord somtimes I wish I was back on that road again

Just rollin' down that great American highway

With the mornin' sky lit up like a flame

Chasin' dreams and followin' a rainbow

Like children runnin' through the rain

Just chasin dreams and followin' a rainbow

Like a bench crazy kids runnin' through the rain