When the sins of my father

Weigh down in my soul

And the pain of my mother

Will not let me go

Well, I know there can come fire from the sky

To refine the purest of kings

And even though

I know this fire brings me pain

Even so

And just the same

Make it rain

Make it rain down, Lord

Make it rain

Oh, make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain down, Lord

Make it rain

Make it rain

Oh, the seed needs the water

'Fore it grows out of the ground

But it just keeps on getting hard

And hunger more profound

Well, I know they can't count tears from the eye

But they may as well all be in vain

And even though I know these tears come with pain

Even so

And just the same

Make it rain

Make it rain down, Lord

Make it rain

Oh, make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain down, Lord

Just make it rain

Make it rain

GIPSY MUSIC STATION - BLUES FREEDOM

Well, the seas are full of water

Stops by the shore

Just like the riches of grandeur

That never reach the poor

And let the clouds fill with thunderous applause

And let lightning be the veins

And fill the sky, with all that they can draw

When it's time, to make a change

Make it rain

Make it rain down, Lord

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain down, Lord

Make it rain

Oh, make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain

Oh, make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain down, Lord

Make it rain

Oh, make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain

Make it rain

Oh, make it rain