See the Sky About to Rain — The Byrds

Written by Neil Young

See the sky about to rain Locomotive pull the train Whistle blowin through my brain Signals curling on an open plain Rolling down the track again See the sky, about to rain

Some are bound for happiness Some are bound for glory Some are bound to live with less Who can tell your story

See the sky about to rain Locomotive pull the train Whistle blowin through my brain Signals curling on an open plain Rolling down the track again See the sky, about to rain

I was down in Dixie land Played a silver fiddle Played it loud and then the man broke it down the middle See the sky about to rain