Thomas Owen - Pine Trees In The Rain

Her hair's auburn red like the leaves in October
A good Irish gal, her granddaddy's from Dover
Let me pull you closer

When I fell for you, I thought you fell for me
The night we made love underneath the pine trees
Let me pull you closer

Molly McCoy, won't you come dance with me
With the wind and the rain beating down on me
Come feel the wet ground on the soles of our feet
We'll laugh and we'll sing and we'll forget to breathe
No one remembers clear skies or fair weather
And I'll never forget that day
Or the smell of the pine trees in the rain

We'll move to the country and build a small house
When things start to get rough, girl, we'll work them out
Let me pull you closer

Tell me what does he give you, you can't get from me
Beside lies and cheap tricks and promises he won't keep?
Let me pull you closer

Molly McCoy, won't you come dance with me
With the wind and the rain beating down on me
Come feel the wet ground on the soles of our feet
We'll laugh and we'll sing and we'll forget to breathe
No one remembers clear skies or fair weather
And I'll never forget that day
Or the smell of the pine trees in the rain

Written by:
Thomas Miller

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