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Rainmaker

By Harry Nilsson / Bill Martin

First day in August, the last rain was in May

When the Rainmaker came to Kansas is 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 I'll conjure up some rain today.

Ninety degrees neath the trees where it's shady

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 mystical name

And the Rainmaker called on the thunder and it suddenly began to rain

And the Rainmctker passed his hat to the people, but the people all turned away

And the Rainmaker's eyes and the Kansas skies well they both became a darker grey.

First day of August, the 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 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.