You ran up against the rain everyday of your short life Suffered for your muse without complaining Never heard you swear life isn't fair but it doesn't make it right You left the world knowing all too well what pain is You took it on yourself to pave the road to hell Paid your dues and sang the blues, Lord, you knew them all too well Every word upon the page, you let them sail away The wind would blow and then you'd go up against the rain You listened to the songs and then you wrote your own Somewhere along the way you passed the muse along I feel your presence in this room beneath the waning moon It's good to know that dying couldn't tame you You took it on yourself to pave the road to hell Paid your dues and sang the blues, Lord, you knew them all too well Every word upon the page, you let them sail away The wind would blow and then you'd go up against the rain Last night the weather turned, this morning we had snow Today they'll lay you in the ground Someday we'll all know where it is we go My tears will say goodbye while the rain is coming down You took it on yourself to pave the road to hell Paid your dues and sang the blues, Lord, you knew them all too well Every word upon the page, you let them sail away The wind would blow and then you'd go up against the rain The wind would blow and then you'd go up against the rain