Written in Rutland, VT at The Frog.
The full musing is at https://www.bengagemusic.com/musings/rutland-rain
I love rambling about songwriting, and this musing’s paired story is about how I think of songwriting at times.
Song Structure
Capo 2. Drop D
Verse: D / G / D / G
Pre Chorus: Bm / A / D / G
Chorus: G / D
Lyrics
Can you hear the call of Rutland in the fall
Near pine hill trail out by shimmer way
Where I practice songs as the dry stones sing along
Every visit shes slowly taking shape
Shes dancing there, with her make me move now stare
Run my fingers through the dust and then shell sway
I’d learn her every move if she could stay
Rutland rain go away from my window
I’m begging you for just a little time
Rutland rain go away from my window
Where I write her name a letter at a time
The streets in town, getting pretty dirty now
Their hands don’t know the same softness as mine
They curse and cry at an empty quite sky
Whos torn between my love and their bottom line
Shes dancing there, with her make me move now stare
Run my fingers through the dust and then shell sway
I’d learn her every move if she could stay
Rutland rain go away from my window
I’m begging you for just a little time
Rutland rain go away from my window
Where I write her name a letter at a time
So farewell my dear, I can hear the storm a coming
Well meet again, I know, but can’t explain
Rutland rain coming down on my window
Like every rain in every old sad song
Rutland rain coming down on my window
Her name was written there but now shes gone
Rutland rain coming down on my window
Like every rain in every old sad song
Rutland rain coming down on my window
Her name was written there but now shes gone
Now shes gone, with the Rutland rain x3