“Rainmaker”

First day in August
Last rain was in May
When the rainmaker
Came to Kansas
In the middle of a dusty day
The rainmaker said to the people
“Tell me what you are prepared to pay”
The rainmaker said to the people
“Well, I’ll conjure up a rain today”

Ninety degrees ’neath the trees where it’s shady
Hundred and ten in the hot sun
Heat from the street burn the feet of the ladies
See how they run

Called down the lightnin’
By mystical name
When the rainmaker called on the thunder
It suddenly began to rain
Then the rainmaker passed his hat to the people
But the people all turned away
Then the rainmaker’s eyes and the Kansas skies
Both became a darker gray

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First day in August
Last rain was in May
When the rainmaker
Came to Kansas
In the middle of a dusty day
Rainmaker smiled as he hitched up his wagon
And without a word, he rode away
Then the people of the town heard the sound of his laughter
And they knew the rain had come to stay

Rain, rain, go away
Come again another day
Rain, rain, go away
Come again another day
Rain
Rain
Rain

Rain
Rain
Rain