That poor soul, he looks wrecked, puttin' out his last cigarette I drive off, my damn wheels keep turnin' 'round and 'round in his head I go off to someone else He starts thinkin' to himself When I'm around, I make him sad When I'm gone, he wishes I'd come back But I'll never bring enough to quite ease his pain He says I'm like Texas rain ♪ It's two shots down, a bottle to go Nowhere left to drown his soul Except that hole I left in his driveway With all my tire tracks I go off to someone else He starts thinkin' to himself When I'm around, I make him sad When I'm gone, he wishes I'd come back But I'll never bring enough to quite ease his pain He says I'm like Texas rain ♪ When I'm around, I make him sad When I'm gone, he wishes I'd come back But I'll never bring enough to quite ease his pain He says I'm like Texas rain Like Texas rain