Moo Rah Rah Rain

Splashes if we pray, it splashes wind flaps in the night

Poppa says it doesn't, momma knows it shouldn't

And we are gonna have to call on Rah Moo Rah Rah Rain

We've been beaten, we're dying, let us congregate

Foot cracks it's so dry and dirty dusty

There's a cry someone gag the baby cause his tears are dry he's thirsty

Let's all gather in the barn and call Rah moo rah rah rain

We've been beaten we're dying let us congregate

I've never seen rain, my spittle cannot fly

Dad can't keep taking care of business

We'll dance to make it rain

And then we'll maybe try to go on taking care of business

We hope to see it rain the kids may not die

Rah keep on taking care of business