First day in
Au gust, the last rain was in
May
When the rain maker came to
Kansas in the middle of a dusty day
Said the rainmaker to the people,
Tell me what you are prepared to pay,
Said the rainmaker to the people,
Now con jure up a rain today.
Ninety degrees beneath the trees
where it's shaded,
Hundred and ten in the hot sun,
Heat from the street burns
the feet of the ladies,
See how they run.
Call down the lightning, by a mystical name
And the rain making dark the night further
And suddenly began to rain
And the rain make a path
as high to the people
But the people all turned away
And the rain make his eyes
in the cancer skies
Well it both became a darker grey
First day in
August, the last rain was in
May
When the rain maker came to
Kansas in the middle of a dusty day
So the rain maker smiled as he hitched up his
wagon and without a worry rode away
And 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