First day in August, the last spring was in May
When the rainmaker came into Kansas in the middle of a dusty day, ah
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 a rainy day

Ninety degrees 'neath the trees where it's shady
A-hundred and ten 'neath the hot sun
The heat from the street burns the feet of the ladies
See how they run

Call down the lightning, by a mystical name
And thе rainmaker called on the thundеr and it suddenly began to rain
And the rainmaker passed his hat to the people, but the people all turned away
And the rainmakers' eyes and the Kansas sky, well they both became a darker grey, ah
Ah

First day in August, the last spring was in May
When the rainmaker came into Kansas in the middle of a dusty day
The rainmaker smiled as he hitched up his wagon and without a word, he rolled away
Then the people of the town heard the sound of his laughter and they hear 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, go away, come again another day
Rain, rain, go away, come again another day
Rain, rain...