Calling Card - Rory Gallagher

Well the rain ain’t fussy 'bout where it lands

It’ll find you hiding no matter where you stand

It’s gonna rain brother and it’s gonna rain hard

When the blues comes calling with his calling card

It ain’t too funny when you’d rather die

Ain’t no pleasure when that girl don’t reply

To your lovesick letter that you wrote in tears

About feeling so bad for a million years

Watch out brother, be alert

Whatever you do, don’t show that hurt, don’t show that hurt

It ain’t so funny when you’d rather die

Ain’t no pleasure when that girl don’t reply

To your love-sick letter that you wrote in tears

About feeling so bad for a million years

I’ve been so subjected, I’ve been so distresses

Come back baby, to clean up this mess, clean up this mess

It ain’t too funny when you’d rather die

Ain’t no pleasure when that girl don’t reply

To your lovesick letter that you wrote in tears

About feeling so bad for a million years

Well the rain ain’t fussy 'bout where it falls

It rains on one just like it rains on all

But when it falls brother, it’s gonna rain hard

When the blues come calling with his calling card

Watch out brother, be alert

Whatever you do, don’t show that hurt, don’t show that hurt