Rainmaker

By Harry Nilsson and Bill Martin

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 light'nin'
By mystical name
Then the rainmaker called on the thunder
And suddenly it 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 grey.

First day in August
Last rain was in May
When the rainmaker came to Kansas
In the middle of a dusty day.
The rainmaker smiled as he hitched up his wagon
And without a word he rode way
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.
Raaaaaiiiinnnn.
Raaaaaiiiinnnn.
Raaaaaiiiinnnn.