Pop Song 463 of 500 'Mandolin Rain' Bruce Hornsby 1985

Pop Song 463 of 500 'Mandolin Rain' Bruce Hornsby 1985

Co-writer of the song John Hornsby said the song is about missing someone badly. "...it’s about trying to pull through when so many things remind you of her – a tune, a ferry whistle, mainly a summer storm.

Well, the song came and went like the times that we spent
Hiding out from the rain under the carnival tent
I laughed and she'd smile, it would last for awhile
You don't know what you got 'til you lose it all again
Listen to the mandolin rain, listen to the music on the lake
Oh, listen to my heart break every time she runs away
Listen to the banjo wind, sad song drifting low
Listen to the tears as they roll, roll down my face as she turns to go
A cool evening dance listening to the bluegrass band
Takes the chill from the air 'til they play the last song
The bluegrass band, listen to the bluegrass band
I'll do my time and keeping you off my mind
But there's moments that I find, oh, I'm not feeling so strong, yes
Listen to the mandolin rain, listen to the music on the lake
Oh, listen to my heart break every time she runs away
Listen to the banjo wind, sad song drifting low
Listen to the tears as they roll, roll as she turns to go
Down my face as she turns to go
Running down by the lake shore
She did love the sound of a summer storm
It played on the lake like a mandolin
Now it's washing her away, washing her away once, once again
To the sound of the mandolin rain
Rain
Well, the boat's steaming in, I watch the side wheel spin
And I think about her when I hear that whistle blow
Can't change my mind that I knew all the time
That she'd go, but that's a choice I made long ago
Listen to the mandolin rain, listen to the music on the lake
Oh, but listen to my heart break every time she runs away
Listen to the banjo wind, sad song drifting low
Listen to the tears as they roll, roll down my face as she turns to go
Roll as she turns to go, oh
Down my face as she turns to go
Listen to the tears roll down my face as she turns, as she turns to go
As she turns to go
As she turns to go
Yeah, as she turns to go
That would be something
Listen to the rain
Listen to the mandolin rain, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah