Dewey Bunnell, ©197?
Found on Heard.
When the rain comes down in the summer time
The leaves start dripping when the sun starts to shine
Oh, ain’t it a shame
Oh, I mean about the rain
When I’m alone in my bed alright
I can hear the rain fight the night
Oh, ain’t it a shame
Oh, I mean about the rain
Rain, ain’t it a shame
Nobody likes it when the rain starts to spill
I never did and I never will
Like the rain
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