I needed sweet rain to wash away my blues
 He looked at the chart but he looked in vain
 Heavy cloud but no rain

 Back in the time with Louis XVI
 At the court of the people he was number one
 He'd be the bluest blood they'd ever seen
 When the king said hi to the guillotine
 The royal astrologer was run out of breath
 He thought that maybe the rain would postpone his death
 He look in the sky but he look in vain
 Heavy cloud but no rain

 Well the land was cracking and the river was dry
 All the crops were dying when they ought to be high
 So to save his farm from the banker's draft
 The farmer took out a book on some old witchcraft
 He made a spell and a potion on a midsummer's night
 He killed a brindled calf in the pale moonlight
 He prayed to the sky but he prayed in vain
 Heavy cloud but no rain
 Heavy cloud but no rain

 The sun won't shine till the clouds are gone
 The clouds won't go till their work is done
 And every morning you'll hear me pray
 If only it would rain today

 I asked my baby if there'd be some way
 She said she'd save her love for a rainy day
 I look in the sky but I look in vain
 Heavy cloud but no rain