Oh, the train pulled in the station,
The bell was ringing wet;
The track ran by the depot,

And I think it's running yet.
Oh, I jumped into the river,
Just because it had a bed;

I took a sheet of water
For to cover up my head.
Oh, the rain makes all things beautiful,

The flowers, the grass, the trees;
Since the rain can do such miracles,
Could it rain on you, too, please?

It was midnight on the ocean,
Not a street car was in sight;
While the sun and moon were shining,

And it rained all day that night.
'Twas a summer day in winter,
And the snow was raining fast,

As a barefoot lad with shoes on,
Stood there, sitting in the grass.