Cold jade wind Not an angel in the sky Just cold jade restless wind Something's coming along To devastate my soul. I pricked my fingers On the thorns And this rain is a-raining hard This sky's gonna beckon Mariah To match my soul Rain in the river Rain in the river Rain on the river banks Down my neck Beads of sweat. Rain on the highway Running clear across New York A windsong through the barren trees Wild lavender heather By the railroad sways Listen to the wailing Of the rain in the river Rain on the river banks. Roll, roll River, rock his soul She's calling you Rainclouds, rainclouds Down his neck Down his neck Down his neck Beads of, beads of, beads of Beadso of sweat.