The girl behind the checkout line
said won't you have a good day
I yelled at her, her eyes bugged out
I said you aint had it my way
While driving down the road
I lost my load, ran over a toad
and cussed it
Yeah i mashed that sucker flat
I broke its back, well don't you know
I crushed it
Oh when it rains it pours
Someone stole my horse
I think the barn doors open
And this have a good day
and have a good night
Is only wishful hopin'
Late last night
I was watchin' the fight
It was a wonderful sight
you know it
But after the break
that they take
They didn't even show it
Early this mornin'
I was watchin' the race
Who won first place
I missed it
And when the screen went dead
on the t.v. set
I picked it up and
I pitched it
Oh when it rains it pours
Someone stole my horse
I think the barn doors open
And this have a good day
and have a good night
Is only wishfull hopin'
If ol' John Prine
was in his prime
I can picture him a singin'
This here song I wrote
oh don't make us choke
I can hear our phones a ringin'
While walking down the isle
I ran into a pile
Of whatever had broken
And I'd have been better off
don't you see
if that girl had never spoken
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