Catch The Rain

What?s the matter with you girl?
Hanging your head so low low low
You?ve got to pick up the pieces Take your chance and go
What?s the matter with you girl?
Don?t let them bring you down down down
Just pick up the pieces now
And turn around.
No hill too high
No river too wide
No place too far
For the woman inside
You got no cross to bear
There?s no one there you can blame
When you know you can?t catch the sun
Just catch the rain.
Pheobe Rivers was crying
Lost in the middle of a thunder storm
All her hair was wet
And all her clothes were torn
If my mama don?t find me
I think I?ll surely die die die
Then she jumped like a cricket
And found that she could fly.
Flora Tiger was sleeping
Dreaming she was lying
In a big dark cage
All her fire gone
With the sadness and the rage
Should be living in freedom
Running like a good ?un
Where the wild wind blows
Then she opened up her eyes
To find that?s where she was.