Rainmaker

First day in August,
Last rain was in May.
When the Rainmaker come to Kansas,
In the middle of a dusty day.
Said the Rainmaker to the people,
“Don’t know what you’re all prepared to pay,”
Said the Rainmaker to the people,
“And I’ll conjure up a rain today.”
90 degrees ‘neath the trees where its shady,
Hundred and ten in the hot sun.
Heat from the street burn the feet of the ladies,
See how they run.
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Call down the lightning,
By a mystical name.
And the Rainmaker called on the thunder,
And it suddenly began to rain.
Then the Rainmaker passed his hat to the people,
But the people all turned away.
And the Rainmaker’s eyes in the Kansas skies,
Well they both became a dark gray.
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
First day in August,
Last rain was in May.
When the Rainmaker come to Kansas,
In the middle of a dusty day.
And 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 way
Come again another day
Rain, rain, go way
Come again another day