Well the days are gettin longer and lands gettin dryer
It’s hot outside hotter then a fryer turning good soil into sand
I ask for help and pray for some saving but Uncle Sam ain’t around and gods no where to be seen
I just need a little green sprouting from the ground
How am I supposed to make a living if the rain don’t come around
rain man oh rain man shed your tears across this land
I fear I won’t make it long please save me Mr rain man
How am I supposed to stay strong when the rain man drowned by the sun
Lord take me by the hand and give me a saving grace
This dust bowl is a mighty hard place to make a livin in
I’m gettin mighty hungry but there’s no food to be seen it must be that my wallets awfully thin
What’s a man gotta do to get him on your good side