Sunday morning man she woke up fighting mad
Bitching and moaning on and on about the time I had
And by Tuesday you could say that girl was good as gone
And then when Thursday came around I was all alone
So I went for a drive to clear my mind
Ended up at a Shell on I-65
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Then I won a hundred bucks on a scratch-off ticket
Bought two 12-packs and a tank of gas with it
She swore they were a waste of time, ah, but she was wrong
I was caller number 5 on the radio station
Won a 4-day, 3-night beach vacation
Deep sea senorita fishing down in Panama
And I ain’t gotta see my ex-future mother-in-law anymore
Oh, Lord, when it rains it pours
Now she was sure real quick to up and apologize
When she heard about my new found luck on that FM dial
And it’s crazy how lately now it just seems to come in waves
What I thought was gonna be the death of me was my saving grace
It’s got me thinking that her leaving
Is the only logical reason
That I got the last spot in the Hooters parking lot
And the waitress left her number on my check with a heart
She picked up on the first ring when I gave her a call
And I only spent 5 bucks at the Moose club raffle
Won a used 4-wheeler and 3 free passes
For me and two of my buddies to play a round of golf
And I ain’t gotta see my ex-future mother-in-law anymore
Oh, Lord, when it rains it pours, when it rains it pours
I’ve been on one hell of a redneck roll for 3 weeks now
And it all started on the day that she walked out
Repeat chorus
When it rains it pours
