Another rain has fallen, and I am the ploughman, and I love the rain.
And another rain has fallen, and I am the ploughman, and I love the rain.
For the rain will soften all my ground
And make the plough cut perfectly
The earth is ready for the seed
A little rain is all I need.
And another rain has fallen, and I am the sower, and I love the rain.
And another rain has fallen, and I am the sower, and I need the rain.
For the rain will make the seed to burst
Begin its life and take firm root
To grow the crop to swell the grain,
It must have a little rain.
Another rain has fallen, and I am the reaper, and I watch the sky.
For another rain might fall, and I am the reaper; I must watch for rain.
For now I really need the sun
To reap my good crop that has grown
If the rain falls now my crop is lost
And I'd be left to count the cost
Of another rain falling, and I am the lover, my tears like rain.
For another tear has fallen, and I am the lover, and I have cried again.
And I have ploughed, and I have sown,
I have guarded, I have loved,
And like the farmer I must blame my gamble cost and loss
On another rain.