D
The summer wind is blowing westward
                              A
over the field of fresh mowed hay

Let's go up to the barn loft
                                  D
lay back and watch the sparrows play

I can see the evening sky
                              A
from the holes rusted in the tin

Let's close our eyes and fall asleep
                             D
and listen to the storm roll in


[Chorus]

  G                                   D
It sounded like a thousand horses' hooves
                                               A
The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roof
      G
The clouds were as black as the smoke from the stack
                           D
of an old coal-burning train
D                           A                     D  A  D
Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rain

 
[Verse 2]

D
It ain't rained in weeks 
                       A
and now it just won't stop

All the rivers and the creeks
                                D
are getting fuller with every drop

If the levee holds it's ground
                       A
and keeps that water back

the Mississippi won't reach my 
                    D
little tar-paper shack


[Chorus]

  G                                   D
It sounded like a thousand horses' hooves
                                               A
The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roof
      G
The clouds were as black as the smoke from the stack
                           D
of an old coal-burning train
D                           A                     D  A  D
Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rain


[Verse 3]

              D
Well now the sun shines on the roof

and the moonshine is in the cellar
                          A
and what a happy fella I am

to finally see the sun now that the rain is done
                                  D
'cause I've had about all I can stand

I can't tell where my pond begins
                        A
an where my cornfield ends
 
The cattle done floated away
                                 D
'cause the water's up over the fence 


[Chorus]

  G                                   D
It sounded like a thousand horses' hooves
                                               A
The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roof
      G
The clouds were as black as the smoke from the stack
                           D
of an old coal-burning train
D                           A                     D  A  D
Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rain
D                           A                     D  A  D
Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rain