
It's raining, it's pouring. They're dead.
My three kings I'm mourning.
Devil to wed. I think they're dead.
This phoenix will rise come morning.
I feel it right down in the bottom of my soul.

It's raining, it's pouring. My three kings I'm mourning. Devil to wed. I think they're dead. This phoenix will rise come morning. They're dead. I feel it right...

It's raining, it's pouring. My three kings I'm mourning. Devil to wed. I think they're dead. This phoenix will rise come morning. They're dead. I...