Rain, rain, oh so dreary, Making me feel quite weary. I want to play outside and run, But here I sit, ‘til the day is done. I’ll read a book, or build a fort, Maybe draw or paint a sort. But nothing’s fun as the outdoors, With buzzing bees and singing birds. So please, dear rain, just go away, And let the sunshine light the day. I promise to be good and sweet, If you’ll hurry with your retreat. Rain, rain, oh so dreary, Making me feel quite weary. I want to play outside and run, But here I sit, ‘til the day is done. I’ll read a book, or build a fort, Maybe draw or paint a sort. But nothing’s fun as the outdoors, With buzzing bees and singing birds. So please, dear rain, just go away, And let the sunshine light the day. I promise to be good and sweet, If you’ll hurry with your retreat.