Sister Soul came to see me, and she made no amends
On the air, 
Sunday's midnight, 
Sister Soul understands
Pull the shades, let it rain all day
Radio station plays 
Mr. John Coltrane's 
Favourite 
ThingsLady '
Day she sings
That I don't stand the ghost of a chance with you
Beautiful stranger, now it's just me and you
Brush the dust off the needle, put it deep in the groove
Pull the shades, let it rain all day
Radio station plays 
Mr. Miles 
Davis' kind of 
BlueAnd I know it's true
That I don't stand the ghost of a chance with you
Cold and gray, it's gonna rain all day
And I hate to say goodbye
Sarah Vaughan lingers on, but the black coffee's gone
With you now…with you now…with you now…
But I don't stand the ghost of a chance with you now
Submitted by 
Michael Hack