First day in August,
the last Wednesday
When the Rainmaker came to Kansas
in 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 conjure up a rain today
Ninety degrees,
hit the trees where it's shady
A hundred and ten, the hot sun
Heat from the street
burns the feet of the ladies
See how they run
Callin' on the lightning,
by a mystical name
An d the Rainmaker
called on the bumper
and it suddenly began to rain
And 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
of grey
The first day in August,
and last spring was in May
When the rain made it came to Kansas
in the middle of a dusty day
And the rain make a smile
as he hitched up his wagon
in the bar where he rode away
And the people of the town
heard the sound of us laughing
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, don't let it rain
Rain, rain, don't let it rain