Cayenne Rain (Words & Music - J. Boris)
Santa Mesa Winds there out there callingPulling me out of MexicoShook off the plains, Picked up the reignsRode that horse to El Paso
Marietta’s eyes, she caught meCalling me back to her sinsHornito steam, clouding me dreamsPulling me back to her again Cayenne Rain, Cayenne Rain, Cayenne RainFalling like tears, tasting the salt from her pain
A thousand questions, oh they confront meHow can a touch ‘cause so much pain?Curses of war, spoils of whoresLeft my heart tied up in chain
Like the sun out in the distanceShe heats the desert air insane Dries out the flies, on buzzard eyesWaiting for that cool taste of rain
Cayenne Rain, Cayenne Rain, Cayenne RainRolling like thunder, crushing her breasts on my face
Marietta’s eyes, oh they haunt meDark, lost, caverns of my soulDon’t have to stay, can’t run awayFeel the burning of her hold
Cayenne Rain, Cayenne Rain, Cayenne RainRolling Like Thunder, Pouring Like Rain, Falling Like TeardropsTasting the salt from her pain
Santa Mesa Winds there out there callingPulling me out of MexicoShook off the plains, Picked up the reignsRode that horse to El Paso
Marietta’s eyes, she caught meCalling me back to her sinsHornito steam, clouding me dreamsPulling me back to her again Cayenne Rain, Cayenne Rain, Cayenne RainFalling like tears, tasting the salt from her pain
A thousand questions, oh they confront meHow can a touch ‘cause so much pain?Curses of war, spoils of whoresLeft my heart tied up in chain
Like the sun out in the distanceShe heats the desert air insane Dries out the flies, on buzzard eyesWaiting for that cool taste of rain
Cayenne Rain, Cayenne Rain, Cayenne RainRolling like thunder, crushing her breasts on my face
Marietta’s eyes, oh they haunt meDark, lost, caverns of my soulDon’t have to stay, can’t run awayFeel the burning of her hold
Cayenne Rain, Cayenne Rain, Cayenne RainRolling Like Thunder, Pouring Like Rain, Falling Like TeardropsTasting the salt from her pain