Из альбома: Django and Jimmie
The whole sky opens up and it rains down on my head
I show up at your door, beat down and soakin wet
I know you will open up and let me waltz right in
My come whatever, unfair weather friend
If I find myself out lost on a lonely Friday night
The songs aren't hittin home and the whiskey don't taste right
A few numbers on the phone and you're on the other end
My come whatever, unfair weather friend
I might wind up stuck out on some old forgotten highway
Somehow you'll show up and sure enough be goin' my way
You're always there, right where you've always been
My come whatever, unfair weather friend
I don't have to wonder where'll you be if I should need you
All I have to do is close my eyes and I can see you
Always there, right where you've always been
Sometimes this whole world is my worst enemy
And I know where to run when it gets to me
No one else but you can make it all make sense
My come whatever, unfair weather friend
My come whatever, unfair weather friend