Well, %#@!, yeah

All you've got to do is look in the sky and wish

You might see his face in the clouds or relaxing in a
spirit ditch


He's been known to sleep on piles of dry leaves
Abandoned on October lawns
Well sometimes he awakens with spiders on his eyelids


Rainmaker's coming, rainmaker's coming
Rainmaker's coming to soak us with water


Sometimes you feel just like a stone tossed into the
deep

All you gotta do is touch a woman's face that's warm
with sleep


And he can show up at your, your back door in the deep
Trace him back before he was born
Inquiring about an honest days work for a decent meal


Rainmaker's coming, rainmaker's coming
Rainmaker's coming to soak us with water


Well sometimes he's hitching a ride in a freezer or
appears as a mist

He's also been known to introduce himself as a
scientist


He could be the !@$!ed son of an old woman with
Seven fingers on each hand
'Cos I know I reckon, he will come when he's beckoned

for

Rainmaker's coming, rainmaker's coming

Rainmaker's coming to soak us with water
To soak us with water