Oh it's raining, raining, raining here this morning 
As I sit in jail and hang my head in shame 
With a smile I try to greet each early dawning
But they've given me a number for my name 
 Many a little raindrops are falling close to me 
 Makes the streams and rivers just as muddy as can be 
 It's raining, raining, raining here this morning 
 As the Mississippi flows on to the sea 
How I wish that I could see my little darling 
And hold her in my arms just as before 
I used to tell her every day I loved her 
But now she doesn't love me anymore 

 She knew that I was guiltless of this one crime 
 And said that she'd be waiting there for me 
 But she has found somewhere else to wander 
 Where the Mississippi flows on to the sea 
Its raining, raining, raining here this morning 
And I am just as weary as can be 
I wish that I could follow all the raindrops 
Down the Mississippi toward the silver sea 
 But there's no way to prove that I'm not guilty 
 So I will have to suffer all the shame 
 Go and tell her for me little raindrops 
 That they've given me a number for my name