When the sins of my father way 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 cain,__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,__make it rain.____Well the sea is filled with water, that stops by the shore just like the riches of grandeaur, they aint never going to reach the port.____Well let the clouds fill with thunderous applause and let lightning be the veins,__and fill the sky with all that they can draw when its time to make a change.____Make it rain,__Make it rain down Lord,__Make it rain,__Maki it rain.__Repeat.
