Well, you would, but you can't sell her You ain't got the heart to tell her She'd be loaded up and shipped off On that truck to you know where
And if you're gonna feed her You might as well just breed her 'Cause the last thing this place needs Is another open mare It's raining horses, we just may drown In a flood of palominos Paints and greys and bays and browns It's raining horses, it's coming down 'Round here it ain't cats and dogs But colts that hit the ground The forecast calls for foaling With zero chance of knowing If the lead or if the weather's Gonna change on down the line Well, the kids can't even ride her 'Cause what if there inside her Is the one that spins and slides And finally makes it all worthwhile It's raining horses, we just may drown In a flood of palominos Paints and greys and bays and browns It's raining horses, it's coming down 'Round here it ain't cats and dogs But colts that hit the ground ♪ If I could only see into the futurity And if a cloud with silver lining waited there Well, I wouldn't mind so much That it keeps pourin' down these ponies And I'd make sure that I was always where It's raining horses, we just may drown In a flood sea of palominos Paints and greys and bays and browns It's raining horses, it's coming down 'Round here it ain't cats and dogs But colts that hit the ground