I Love the Rain

I Love the Rain

It’s the end of summer and the rain is coming
It’s the end of summer and the rain is coming
Here comes the rain, Here comes the rain,
Here comes the rain…
I love the rain.

‘Cause the hills are green and the trees are growin’
the grass is high and the river’s flowin’
oh, oh, I love the rain.

Cascadia was born in the pourin’ rain.
It shaped her hills and it fertilized her plains
Oh yeah, I love the rain.

Now the fire’s warm and the coffee’s brewin’
And there’s no one here but me and you and
Let’s just stay in bed and listen to the rain
Let’s stay in bed all day and listen to the rain
I want to whisper in your ears again
“I love the rain.”

There’s no reason to despair.
And there’s no reason to go anywhere else
I love the rain

Now the garden’s ripe and the fish are jumpin’
There’s food on the table and music thumpin’
Oh, oh, oh, I love the rain.

Cascadia was born in the pourin’ rain.
It shaped her hills and it fertilized her plains,
Oh yeah, I love the rain.

Ken Zimmerman 2001