38 Degrees and Raining
Chuck McDermott has crafted a wide variety of music in his career, but he reaches a whole other level with this nobly ambitious effort. It was conceived during the pandemic and often feels like a soothing hymn to rise above it. It's a plea for wisdom, tolerance and endurance in original songs such as the haunting "38 Degrees and Raining."
– Steve Morse
Former Staff Music Critic, Boston Globe 28 years
Rock History Teacher, Berklee College of Music
Marco Giovino: Drums
Richard Gates: Bass
Peter Hoffman: Electric Guitar
Tony Savarino: Electric Guitar, 12 string guitar
Hayley Thompson King: Vocals
LYRICS: 38 Degrees and Raining
38 degrees and rainin’ from an angry sky
38 degrees and rainin’ and I cannot deny
That it wearies my soul
It wearies my soul
38 degrees and rainin’ and my heart has turned blue
38 degrees and rainin’ and I worry about you
I can hear you cry
I can hear you cry
I don’t mind the drivin’ snow a hot summer day over Ohio
Lightning strikes on the banks of the Ponchetrain
But something about that cold cold rain
Turns my strong into weak again
Leaves me strapped like a ball to chain alone
38 degrees and rainin’ you can smell how it feels
All good liars borrow but the great ones steal
See the great one roam
Now we watch him roam
But there’s a line that’s plain to me between liberty and a felony
Every man’s gotta walk that line alone
Where’s the power of honesty when it’s been robbed of its dignity
Call the children, have them come back home
I’d be on a chair and shoutin’ like an auctioneer
If I thought any man or deity could actually hear
Hear me moan
Hear me moan
But I’ll walk out, I’ll face the sky, I’ll curse the clouds as they thunder by
They can’t dim the fire of this family home
One day soon the skies will part, the light will warm every weary heart
Call the children, have them come back home
38 degrees and rainin’