Jimmy Buffett - Barefoot Children lyrics
[Jimmy Buffett - Barefoot Children lyrics]
Scratch my back with a lightning bolt
Thunder rolls like a bass drum note
The sound of the weather
Is Heaven's ragtime band
We all fell down from the Milky Way
Hangin' round here 'til Judgment Day
Heaven only knows who's in command
Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We'd all be swingin' on a ball and chain
It's always understood by those
Who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain
Show me yours and I'll show you mine
Take me back to days full of monkeyshines
Bouncin' on a bubble full of
Trouble in the summer sun
Keep your raft from the riverboat
Fiction over fact always has my vote
And wrinkles only go where
The smiles have been
Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We'd be swingin' on a ball and chain
It's always understood by those
Who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain
Barefoot children in the rain
Scratch my back with a lightning bolt
Thunder rolls like a bass drum note
The sound of the weather
Is Heaven's ragtime band
The sky turns blue and the sun appears
But the question's still 'what
Are we doin' here?'
I don't think the answer's close at hand
Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We'd be swingin' on a ball and chain
It's always understood by those
Who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain
In the rain in the rain
Thunder rolls like a bass drum note
The sound of the weather
Is Heaven's ragtime band
We all fell down from the Milky Way
Hangin' round here 'til Judgment Day
Heaven only knows who's in command
Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We'd all be swingin' on a ball and chain
It's always understood by those
Who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain
Show me yours and I'll show you mine
Take me back to days full of monkeyshines
Bouncin' on a bubble full of
Trouble in the summer sun
Keep your raft from the riverboat
Fiction over fact always has my vote
And wrinkles only go where
The smiles have been
Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We'd be swingin' on a ball and chain
It's always understood by those
Who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain
Barefoot children in the rain
Scratch my back with a lightning bolt
Thunder rolls like a bass drum note
The sound of the weather
Is Heaven's ragtime band
The sky turns blue and the sun appears
But the question's still 'what
Are we doin' here?'
I don't think the answer's close at hand
Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We'd be swingin' on a ball and chain
It's always understood by those
Who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain
In the rain in the rain