Let It Rain Again

It didn't rain. It didn't rain. But my life goes on the same.

The struggle with this sunburned country comes around again. There's no shame.

Oh, there's no shame. It feels a world away. My father and

my brothers persist with me each day. I understand it's never easy.

Country life is day-by-day. I can wait forever for the land

to sing again. So let it rain. Let it rain. Let it be

that time again. The spirit of the generations work from day-to-day. Then the dark

clouds form and the rain arrives and this land will come alive. It is my