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Make It Rain

 

Make It Rain


When the sins of my father
Weigh down in my soul
And the pain of my mother
Will not let me go
Well, I know there can come fire from the sky
To refine the purest of kings
Even though I know this fire brings me pain
Even so, and, Lord, just the same

Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain

And the seed needs the water
Before it grows out of the ground
But it just keeps on getting hotter
And the hunger is just more profound
Well, I know there can come tears from their eyes
But they may... they may as well be in vain
Even though I know these tears will bring me pain
Even so, Lord, just the same

Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain
...

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