It's more than rain that falls on our parade tonight It's more than thunder, it's more than thunder It's more than a bad dream and that's why I'm sober There's no more dancing, it's just a sad time
None of our pockets are filled with gold And nobody's caught the bouquet And there are no dead presidents we can fold Nothing is going our way
It's more than a bad dream that I've got myself into There's no more dancing, there's no more dancing It's more than goodbye that I have to say to you And only woe-be-gotten grey skies now
None of our pockets are filled with gold And nobody's caught the bouquet And there are no dead presidents we can fold Nothing is going our way
It's more than trouble that I've got myself into There's no more dancing, it's just a sad time It's more than goodbye that I have to say to you And only woe-be-gotten grey skies now It's more than woe-be-gotten grey skies now It's more than woe-be-gotten grey skies now