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Sunflower County Rain

Madison Hillman

Released

June 14, 2026

Last 7 Days

$67.2K

Buzz

25.0

Chart Snapshot

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This Week

Peak —

21 weeks on chart

Last Week

Not Charted

Daily Score

703.6

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Performance Stats

Quality26.8

Buzz25.0

Weeks on Chart21

Awards0

Revenue

Last 7 Days$67.2K

Cumulative Revenue$1.9M

Daily Score703.6

Today$8.4K

Lyrics

June 14, 2026

Rain on the tin roof, slow and plain
Countin’ out the hours in a steady chain
Kitchen light dim on the yellow wall
Your old coat hook hangs there after all
Cup ring faded by the window frame
Nothin’ in this house forgets a name
And every drop that the gutter sends
Sounds like you again

Sunflower County rain
On this roof, on these panes
Every room in this house still speaks your name
In the nails, in the paint
In the walls, in the grain
Like a house rememberin’ who once lived inside its frame
Sunflower County rain

Rain in the crawlspace, pipes complain
Back bedroom glass takes the weather’s stain
Floorboards answer where you used to tread
Hallway holdin’ what was never said
Closet door sways when the cold wind slips
Your ghost still lives in the shape of things
And the walls draw close when the thunder rolls
Like they know it all

Sunflower County rain
On this roof, on these panes
Every room in this house still speaks your name
In the nails, in the paint
In the walls, in the grain
Like a house rememberin’ who once lived inside its frame
Sunflower County rain

Rain in the drainpipe, low and long
Like the last line of a half-known song
Table scar where you laid your keys
Crack in the plaster over by the sink
I moved your picture, I changed the bed
Still this place keeps you in its head
And I swear these rafters shift and sigh
When the storm goes by

I thought time would wear your outline thin
Fade your voice from the sheetrock skin
But when the weather comes, the whole place wakes
Every shutter trembles, every old board aches
This ain’t just sorrow passin’ through
This house still makes a place for you

Sunflower County rain
Beatin’ soft, then hard
Turnin’ every quiet room back into what we were
In the hinge, in the screen
In the joists overhead
Like a house keepin’ watch beside an empty bed
Sunflower County rain

Yeah, the roof keeps talkin’
And this house still knows
In that Sunflower County rain

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Date	Revenue
Jun 15, 2026	$10.98 thousand
Jun 14, 2026	$8.78 thousand

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