she works day and night in a dingy cafe feedin locals and passersby she never complains bout the heartaches and pains but sometimes she breaks down to cry and her honkytonk husband spends most of his time drinking whisky and watching tv and now rumor has it he s fooling around but the rumor she does not beleive and the sadness of it all is i could fall like rain from the sky for you the sadness of it all is i could fall like rain from the sky for you each night at nine around closing time he drops by to say hello we sit down and talk then go for a walk but thats just as far as it goes as he walks out the door these feelings inside are gettingharder and harder to hide but i ll keep pretending the heart i m defending won t walk out and leave me tonight and the sadness of it all is i could fall like rain from the sky for you the sadness of it all is i could fall like rain from the sky for you and the sadness of it all