You ran up against the rain everyday of your short life   Suffered for your muse without complaining   Never heard you swear life isn't fair but it doesn't make it right   You left the world knowing all too well what pain is      You took it on yourself to pave the road to hell   Paid your dues and sang the blues, Lord, you knew them all too well   Every word upon the page, you let them sail away   The wind would blow and then you'd go up against the rain      You listened to the songs and then you wrote your own   Somewhere along the way you passed the muse along   I feel your presence in this room beneath the waning moon   It's good to know that dying couldn't tame you      You took it on yourself to pave the road to hell   Paid your dues and sang the blues, Lord, you knew them all too well   Every word upon the page, you let them sail away   The wind would blow and then you'd go up against the rain      Last night the weather turned, this morning we had snow   Today they'll lay you in the ground   Someday we'll all know where it is we go   My tears will say goodbye while the rain is coming down      You took it on yourself to pave the road to hell   Paid your dues and sang the blues, Lord, you knew them all too well   Every word upon the page, you let them sail away   The wind would blow and then you'd go up against the rain   The wind would blow and then you'd go up against the rain