Capo 3rd fret
Standard (EADGBE)
The day that the rains came down, Mother Earth,
smiled again.
Now the lilacs could bloom.....now the fields could
grow green..er.
The day that the rains came down, buds were born,
love was born.
As the young buds will grow.....so, our young love
will gr..ow, love, sweet love.
Chorus
A robin sang a song of love.
A willow tree reached up to the heavens,
as if to thank the sky above, for all that rain,
that welcome rain.
We looked across the meadowland, and seemed to sense
a kind of a miracle, much too deep to understand..
and there we were, so much in lo..ve.
The day that the rains came down, mountain streams,
swelled with pride.
Gone the dry river bed...gone the dust from the val..ley.
The day that the rains came down, buds were born,
love was born.
As the young buds will grow.....so, our young love
will gr..ow, love, sweet lo...ve...rain, sweet rain.
A fifties smash from Kraziekhat.