It's raining it's pouring
The old man is floating
Oooh he used his head
The flood he fled
To see a brighter morning
It's raining it's pouring
The Pharaoh's in mourning
Oooh over his head
A sea of red
The tables they are turning
It's raining God's crying
A young man is dying
Oooh they crowned His head
And now He's dead
In three days he'll go flying
He's reigning he's pouring
His spirit is falling
Oooh on every head
Just like he said
His sheep thy know His calling
It's raining it's pouring
So why are you snoring
Oooh you sleepyhead
Get out of bed
The Son of God is calling
For you and for me