John Stewart - Cannons In The Rain lyrics

How could you go, Virginia And play that drifter's game? He sold to you the thunder Were cannons in the rain And all his Holy Roads Were sidetracks just the same Still you believe the thunder Are cannons in the rain Cannons in the rain Your Don Quixote's windmills Were giants in his eyes To see things as they really are It can only make you wise And all his Holy Roads Were sidetracks just the same Still you believe the thunder Are cannons in the rain Cannons in the rain And all his Holy Roads Were sidetracks just the same Still you believe the thunder Are cannons in the rain Cannons in the rain