White Hot Tom Cochrane/Red Rider [intro] [intro] [intro] / ..................... Waiting, by the shoreline, in / Semoline, for a reply, I need u, to come see me, that's no / lie.... The guns are, getting closer, the / sweat pours like the dew, that's over the trees in Tripoli in the Spring......... I'm White Hot, I can't take it any more I'm W.H. by the Semolion shore, W.H.!, yes, I'm boiling to the core, I / need rain, Cast out, from the jungle, with no / rations, salty sea, presenting faulty rifles to the / thieves........in Tanzania.. Danger and misfortune, nothing / wagered, nothing gained, I have wandered, thru the desert, found the ocean, not the rain..[I can remem.] the nite by the strand in Tripoli we were so much younger then [I had u & my] poetry to protect me, we were so much cooler then, I need rain............ I'm W.H., I can't take it any more, I'm W.H. by the Semolion shore, I'm W.H., yes I'm boiling to the core, I need rain, INR I need rain..... [intro riff] [intro riff] [I can remem. the nites] by the sea in Tripoli, we were so much bolder then, I had u & my poetry to protect me, we were both soldiers then, bolder then, colder then, I need rain.... I need rain, I need rain, White Hot!!!! [outro] White Hot!!! Play A and G until fadeout