More Than Rain (Tom Waits)

                (Am)                (Dm) 
It‘s more than rain that falls on our parade tonight 
                 (E)                       (Am) 
It‘s more than thunder, it‘s more than thunder 
                                      (Dm) 
It‘s more than a bedroom and that‘s why i‘m so good 
              (E)                    (Am) 
It‘s no more dancing, it‘s just a sad time 
 
        (A7)      (Dm)                      (G) 
   None of our pockets are filled with gold 
                 (C) 
   And nobody‘s caught the boquet 
         (A7)                (Dm)               (E) 
   And there are no dead presidents we can fold 
               (Am)           (Dm)                     (E) 
   Nothing is going our way, nothing is going our way 
 
It‘s more than a bad dream, and I‘ve got myself into 
There‘s no more dancing there‘s no more dancing 
It‘s more than a goodbye that I have to say to you 
An only woe-be-gotten grey skies now. 
 
   None of our pockets are filled with gold 
   And nobody‘s caught the boquet 
   And there are no dead presidents we can fold 
   Nothing is going our way, nothing is going our way 
 
It‘s more than a trouble that I‘ve got myself into 
There‘s no more dancing it‘s just a sad time 
It‘s more than a goodbye that I have to say to you 
And only woe-be-gotten grey skies now. 
It‘s more than woe-be-gotten grey skies now. 
It‘s more than woe-be-gotten grey skies now...