Hands Like Rain

	  		
Intro A D A G 

Verse 

Dm     D 
Slowly crawling 'cross the floor 
        Bm         
Comes a shadow through the window 
         A                       D 
From the house next door and the dust specks dancing 
       Bm                D                A 
In the last of the light one more evening passing 
    Dbm       D 
She walked on tiptoes on a gravel bar 
Bm                           A 
Wet skin pale as the evening star 
    D                           A          Bm 
The North Platte winding like a silver eel 
  G        D 
Hands like rain on August fields 

D               A            Bm      G        D       A              
Hands like rain falling soft      to ease the drought inside 
G            D  A          Bm        G               D G D 
As memory fades not much remains but hands like rain 


Verse 

Bm             D                  G         D 
Now I stand on stiff legs and I clutch the cane 
      Bm                           A 
And I search the sky for a sign of rain 
         D                        A    Bm  D 
As if it matters as if it makes a damn  
                     A 
just an old man's habit 

D                   G          D 
Down the street the schoolboys play 
Bm                      A 
Dime novel heroes from another day 
G           D 
Who now are nothing more than faceless names 
      G         D        A 
And a nameless face with hands like rain 

D               A            Bm   G           D       A              
Hands like rain falling soft      to ease the drought inside 
G            D  A          Bm        G               D G D 
As memory fades not much remains but hands like rain 

Db          D      G               D    Bm 
We'd run by night and we'd hide by day  
              A 
so the papers used to say 
D                    A        G    D                     A 
On stolen horses and borrowed time dancing girls and brandy wine 


Bridge 

A 
I can hear them calling they're calling me 
                              D                A 
I can here them calling but I still can't see (no I can’t see it) 

D               A            Bm      G        D       A              
Hands like rain falling soft      to ease the drought inside 
G            D  A          Bm        G               D G D 
As memory fades not much remains but hands like rain 


Bridge 

A  G  D                   G          D 
      Life and legend are an awkward pair 
Bm                             Em       A 
   And there ain't much magic anywhere 
 D                               G 
Except in moments we can't often steal 
D                  A             D 
Hands like rain on August fields 

D               A            Bm   G           D       A              
Hands like rain falling soft      to ease the drought inside 
G            D  A          Bm        G               D G D 
As memory fades not much remains but hands like rain