THREE A.M. RAIN - The Rainy Porch Blues

Описание: © 2026 - Original Composition
Style: Slow Jazz Blues Ballad
Key: Suggested Bb minor or G minor

Lyrics
THREE A.M. RAIN

The rain keeps tapping on this window like it's got something to say
Yeah, the rain keeps tapping on this window like it's got something to say
But the only words I'm hearing are the ones you took away

This whiskey's getting warmer and the ice has turned to tears
This whiskey's getting warmer and the ice has turned to tears
I've been counting every raindrop, feels like I've been here for years

Three a.m. and I'm the last fool standing
Neon signs bleeding red into the street
The bartender knows my story, doesn't need me to repeat
Just pours another round while the rain and my heart keep landing
On the same cold, broken beat

Your perfume's still on my collar, but your shadow's left my door
Yeah, your perfume's still on my collar, but your shadow's left my door
Now I'm talking to an empty glass about the woman I adore

The jukebox plays our song but I can't stand to hear it through
The jukebox plays our song but I can't stand to hear it through
Every note reminds me, baby, I'm still so in love with you

Three a.m. and I'm the last fool standing
Neon signs bleeding red into the street
The bartender knows my story, doesn't need me to repeat
Just pours another round while the rain and my heart keep landing
On the same cold, broken beat

I drove past your apartment on the way here tonight
Your curtains drawn, your windows dark, not a single light
Maybe you're sleeping easy while I'm drowning in this pain
Or maybe, just maybe, you're somewhere listening to this same rain


There's an empty road outside that leads to everywhere but home
There's an empty road outside that leads to everywhere but home
And every mile I'd travel, baby, I'd still be just as alone

The cigarette smoke rises like the prayers I cannot speak
The cigarette smoke rises like the prayers I cannot speak
Asking heaven for an answer, but the silence makes me weak

When morning comes, they'll find me still sitting in this chair
Yeah, when morning comes, they'll find me still sitting in this chair
A man who loved a woman with everything he had to spare

The rain will stop eventually, the sun will show its face
The rain will stop eventually, the sun will show its face
But there ain't enough daylight in this world to fill your empty space

Three a.m...
The rain still falling...
And you still gone...