Baby The Rain Must Fall -Picasa Picnic Style

Sung by Glenn Yarborough back when Folk Music was hip.


Some men climb a mountain
Some men swim the sea
Some men fly above the sky
They are what they must be.

But, Baby the rain must fall
Baby the wind must blow
Wherever my heart leads me
Baby I must go
Baby I must go.

I do not love for silver
I do not love for gold
My heart is mine to give away
It never will be sold.

So, Baby the rain must fall
Baby the wind must blow
Wherever my heart leads me
Baby I must go
Baby I must go.

I am not rich or famous
But who can ever tell
I don't know now what waits for me
Maybe heaven, maybe hell.

Baby the rain must fall
Baby the wind must blow
Wherever my heart leads me
Baby I must go
Baby I must go.