Written by: Peter Rowan
Instrumental intro:
(G) (F) (C) (G) - (G) (F) (C) (G)
(G) There's an (D) eagle and he keeps on (F) flyin'
Over the (C) mountains capped with white (G) snow
(G) In green (D) valleys lonesome people (F) tryin' so hard
To tell each (C) other what they think they (G) know
(G) With greedy (D) hands they take each other's (F) money
Just to (C) buy back each other's (G)pain
(G)In this (Em) land of flowing milk and (Bm) honey
They wander (F) thirsty (C) in the (G) rain (A) (F) Thirsty (C) in the (G) rain
(G) (F) (C) (G) - (G) (F) (C) (G)
Like that eagle now my soul is flyin'
Over the valleys through crimson morning skies
And there don't seem to be no need in tryin' so hard
And there don't seem to be no reason why
I must fight you for the rich man's money
I can't buy back his helpless pain
It seems so useless and somehow funny
to be thirsty in the rain... thirsty in the rain
It's fare the well now my own true lover
My face you never will see here no more
But there is one promise that is given
I'll meet you on that shining golden shore
Golden shore, love, where the eagle soars
So high above the fruitful plain
I'm the same friend that you knew when
we wandered thirsty in the rain... thirsty in the rain
