You clean out your room, and under your bed
Lay a picture long forgotten

With a hand to your head, you sigh out loud
As the memory rushes over - and buries you
Summer rain-storm, but the shed was dry
With a girl from Carolina

And you held her so tight
For the warmth that the rain denied
As the time has slowed to a flash
So alive, listen to them when they say
Cry in the sun

When the devil beats his wife
If you cry, cry, cry in the sun
Hope I never see the price of my freedom...yeah

We danced and sang out
And traced the moon
As it crawled across the night sky
And covered in dew, a lovers' pact
'Well here's to now and don't look back'

And oh, how I've tried
To heed the words written here
Cry in the sun
Where the devil beats his wife
If you cry, cry, cry in the sun
Hope I never see the price of my freedom..ooh yeah

For everyone, yeah
If there's a person, place, or time
That brings you back and makes you feel alive
Before your reason clouds your eyes
Well you could rule the world if you wanted to...yeah

Well I hear you're livin' far away
And that life's treated you well
You know that we were young and this picture's old

But I still can hear you say
Through the pounding of the rain
And oh, if you try
Tell me, can you hear them say
Cry in the sun

When the devil beats his wife
If you cry, cry, cry in the sun
Hope I never see the price of my freedom
Hope I never see the price of my freedom
Oh yeah

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Writer(s): KEVIN GRIFFIN