Žodžiai dainai: America. Heard (Home-Rolled). The Rain Song.

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