Robert Earl Keen - Willie lyrics

Hanging on a wall like a thousand times you been there A picture of a field of dandelions And a young stud colt a following a cowboy on a brood mare A bound to make it home by dinner time There's a thunderhead a coming from the west and he's sure thinking The rain would do this dusty dirt some good But it ain't a cowboys weather so he nudges his old faithful And turns around to call out to the stud Come on Willie, there's a black cloud coming yonder The devil beats his wife with a silver chain Come on Willie, can't you hear the thunder Your ma and me don't travel well in rain It ain't nothing much to look at just a print I got from grandma A real west river cowgirl in her day And sometimes I need religion since the old girls gone before me And that's when I can hear the cowboy say Come on Willie, there's a black cloud coming yonder The devil beats his wife with a silver chain Come on Willie, can't you hear the thunder Your ma and me don't travel well in rain Now the western feeling has become another sideshow Selling out the bygone days gone by And we never know it's raining we can't hear it for our thunder We can't see it for our clouds up in the sky Come on Willie, there's a black cloud coming yonder The devil beats his wife with a silver chain Come on Willie, can't you hear the thunder Your ma and me don't travel well in rain