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IT’S RAINING

It’s raining raining raining.

There is grey up in the skys.

And the frogs are hippity hopping

And they might just get a whopping

If they don’t get home for dinner

With their little froggy wives.

Its raining raining raining

and I’m walking down the road

Its raining down on all the world

Its raining as I go.

I’m walking walking walking

down this bayou country lane

I’m walking walking walking

in a summer evening’s rain.

The frogs are hippity hopping.

There is rain from in the skies.

They are hippity hopping home to hearth

to visit with their wives.

Its raining raining raining

Its raining as I go

Its raining down on all the world.

and I’m walking down the road.