The Rainmaker

First day in August and last rain was in May

When the rain maker came to Kansas

In the middle of a dusty day

Said the rain maker to the people

What are you prepared to pay

Said the rain maker to the people

I'm conjuring up some rain today

Ninety degree 'neath the trees where it's shady

Hundred and ten in the hot sun

Heat from the street burned the feet of the ladies

See how they run

Called down the lighting by a mystical name

And the rain maker called on the thunder

And suddenly it began to rain

And the rain maker passed his hat to the people

But the people all turned away

Then the rainmaker's eyes and the Kansas skies

They 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

The rain maker smiled as he hitched up his wagon

And without a word her 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 go away

Come again another day

Rain, rain go away

Come again another day

Rain, rain go away

Come again another day

Rain, rain go away

Come again another day