Ranie Mae -

Rain on the tin roof, Ranie Mae hums low — a name like a lullaby, slow as May’s first growl.

Some say she ran from something small — a promise, a porch light, a phone that won’t ring. But Ranie Mae knows: rain answers all. That’s why she never says a thing. (Verse 1) Ranie Mae on a Greyhound south With a cardboard suitcase and a raincoat mouth She left her keys in a coffee can Said, “I’ll be back before I understand” ranie mae

One May morning, the rain came down so hard the road turned to river. Ranie Mae walked straight into it, umbrella closed. They found her boots on the other side, laces still double-knotted, pointed east. Rain on the tin roof, Ranie Mae hums

No one knew what she was chasing. But the rain stopped the moment she disappeared. Title: Ranie Mae That’s why she never says a thing