it was a night like any night
the moon stood bright and tall
it was the night my true love sighed
'a little rain must fall'
i took her by her little hands
then through the woods we'd roam
i threw her to the wolves that cried,
'a little rain must fall'
there in a farmer's field i spied
three daughters dancing fro
and like the wind it was a sin
that a little rain must fall
three shots rang out, a horrid sight
the dance would come to crawl
the farmer weeps, but in the wheat
a little rain must fall
i fled the scene with a magazine
straight in to town i rode
i had no sleep, with bones that creeked
'a little rain must fall'
now cocks that crow and banks that blow
with little rich men prayers
and heads with holes and bells will toll
'a little rain must fall'
'a little rain must fall'
'a little rain must fall'
'a little rain must fall'
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