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Keep the Rain Away, by Peter Keen

I have a friend named Sally
Works with money every day
Every March and every May
She leaves her boss to go and play
She doesn’t head for Venice
Doesn’t head for the beach
Trades her heels and lipstick
For a house she’ll use to teach

CHORUS

Sally swing that hammer
Sally drive that nail
Sally make that brick out of clay
Dance on the roof your hands have made
Go Sally, build that house
Keep that rain away
Keep that rain away

Now Sally she ain’t rich
That money? It’s not hers.
From every dollar from every pay
She puts a shiny dime away.
Her home isn’t a mansion
She owns no fancy cars
But when she works on the jobsite
She feels like a star


CHORUS
There’s a girl beside a jungle,
Sleeps under a tin roof
Walks every morning of every day
Barefoot to classes far away
Her momma works in the fields
Her daddy he picks beans
But soon they’ll work with Sally
On a house that was a dream

BRIDGE
Set up a tent
Tear down the tin
Beneath the sun the house begins
Pour that concrete
Raise that roof
Walls, windows, and a porch to boot
Momma, poppa, daughter too
Dance with Sally beneath the moon


CHORUS
Sally swing that hammer
Sally drive that nail
Sally make that brick out of clay
Dance on the roof your hands have made
Go Sally, build that house
Keep that rain away
Keep that rain away
Keep that Rain away
Keep that Rain away