Rum N' Coke.

Oh, I was walking in circles,

All way round the clock.

I never sang when lonely,

Oh I would rarely talk.

The rainman walked up to me,

Said he had something to tell.

He said he'd heard about me,

He said he knew me well.

Oh, he handed me a bottle,

As slowly as he spoke.

He mixed it up with something,

And he called it Rum n Coke.

So someone hand me this way,
My last and final smoke.
And bring me two long glasses,
For my daily Rum n Coke.

I went back to the rain main,

And he gave me two medicine.

One was dark as timber,
The other some country gin.

Like a fool I mixed them,
And it strangled up my mind.

And now people just get hazy,
And I have no sense of time.

Oh, he handed me a bottle,

As slowly as he spoke.

He mixed it up with something,

And he called it Rum n Coke.

So someone hand me this way,
My last and final smoke.
And bring me two long glasses,
For my daily Rum n Coke.

The world was spinning under,

And I could barely stand.

That when I wondered,

What I held in my hand.

The Rain Man's darkened cures,

And what he said was fine.

I should have paid attention,

But it tasted so divine.

Oh, he handed me a bottle,

As slowly as he spoke.

He mixed it up with something,

And he called it Rum n Coke.

So someone hand me this way,
My last and final smoke.
And bring me two long glasses,
For my daily Rum n Coke.

P.S.> Someone wondered who the rain-main was. As per lore, rainman refers to red-indian shamans, the Rainmakers, in this the Rain Man is someone who got me hooked to Rum and Coke; Puneet. I'm sure, you have your own Rain Man.