Verse 1

Rain on the zinc roof

Drums in the next yard

You kept your coat on

I kept my mouth hard

Salt on your collar

Mud on your shoes

You said, "Stay awhile"

I said, "I might lose"

Pre-Chorus

But your eyes kept calling

Slow like the tide

My chest got smaller

When you stood inside

Chorus

Hold the mango tree

Hold it with me