G                     A                 
Well the, the wind blows hard upon whippoorwill hill
        C                     G
and the red buds sway in the breeze
           G                          A 
And if you listen real close you can hear 
                         C                    G
the desperate cry of a broken man on his knees.

[Chorus]
        C                    G    
And the rain beats hard on a poor man's head
        C                               G 
And the wind blows the nails out of the tin roof of the shed
        A                  C                  G   
And the water keeps on risin at the old homestead

[Verse]
           G                        A               
Well if the corns knees high by the fourth of July
           C                   G
and Mother Nature smiles on us all
              G                               
And there's a ring around the moon
               A                                          
and that means rain is comin' soon
           C                        G
and we'll have a good harvest this fall.

[Chorus]
        C                    G
And the rain beats hard on a poor on man's head
        C                               G
And the wind blows the nails out of the tin roof of the shed
        A                 C                  G
And the moon keeps on shinin at the old homestead

[Verse]
              G                      A                        
Well the, the wind blows through the wheat field at night
         C              G
and it plays a lonely tune
        G                                  A
And the bones clatter in the trees waving in the summer breeze 
                 C                           G
Well there ain't nothin like Lee County in June

[Chorus]
        C                    G
And the rain beats hard on a poor man's head
        C                               G
And the wind blows the nails out of the tin roof of the shed
        A                  C                    G
And the river keeps on flowin at the old homestead