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