Letras
We wrote our names in the tunnel back when
Coos Bay was as far away as we'd ever been
Pine trees climbing up winding hills
Fishing boats and paper mills
Multnomah County's where I come from
Hometown of a Burnside bum
Rain clouds hanging down so low and gray
God knows how I wish it would have rained today
Tonight I've got those old Rose City blues
Tonight I've got those old Rose City blues
Tonight I'm driving through some other town
Got a radio on, I got the window down
Old song comes on from a long time ago
How on earth did that DJ know?
Tonight I've got those old Rose City blues
Tonight I've got those old Rose City blues
Rain, rain, rain
Pouring rain doesn't bother me
We wrote our names up in the tunnel back then
Last night I went down there and I did it again
One sip too many from that old loving cup
Rose City people never do grow up
Tonight I've got those old Rose City blues
Tonight I've got those old Rose City blues
Rain, rain, rain
Pouring rain doesn't bother me
Tonight I've got those old Rose City blues
Tonight I've got those old Rose City blues