It's raining in my living room, it's pouring inside I ain't got no idea that this could happen Now And though the windows are shut The ceiling's gone and so has the ground And it's naming my routine the tears are coming to stay I might get used to it, So long as you get out my way I'm gonna find me a horse right about this Big And Frank's gonna get me some waterproof boots And i'm gonna ride across the tundra The furthest the road that i'll ever take