He married young, all rather at his bride's insistence
He played it dumb, walked the line of least resistance
And paid no mind to this and that, no phony answers
Feared going blind, Momma's heart and Daddy's cancers

Turn from the rain for all the good it done you
Turn from the rain you might as well have gone through
But I'll try my hand at another one
All things must pass that stand beneath the sun
Oh lord, Oh oh

He felt the truth was unknown to him so why try pretending
He raised the roof to see there'd be no happy endings
Howled in the night, waiting on that return of Saturn
But I tell you son, either way it lies, it won't matter

Turn from the rain for all the good it done you
Turn from the rain you might as well have gone through
But I'll try my hand at another one
All things must pass that stand beneath the sun
Oh lord, Oh lord

Turn from the rain for all the good it done you
Turn from the rain you might as well have gone through
But I'll try my hand at another one
All things must pass that stand beneath the sun
Oh lord, Oh oh
Oh lord, Oh no
Oh lord