Sometimes it comes down cats
Sometimes it comes down dogs
Sometimes it lasts a minute
Or all week long
The farms back home sure need it
And the frogs in the Caney creek
And Mrs Jackson's daffodils
She's so proud of every spring
Small town rain
Tastes so sweet
Like the innocence of summer
The way things used to be
When I'm thirstin' for the past
And I need a little change
I just pray for some
Small town rain
I can hear it in my dreams
Tappin' on a tin roof church
Everybody singin' to god's rhythm
For all their worth
My dream changes the way dreams do
I'm in the hayloft of a barn
Me and Sherilyn just ducked in
We're kissin' up a storm
Small town rain
Tastes so sweet
Like the innocence of summer
The way things used to be
When I'm thirstin' for the past
And I need a little change
I just pray for some
Small town rain
Someday, I'm gonna raise some kids
An' plant 'em in the country sun
Watch 'em grow up every day
And shower them with love
Small town rain
Tastes so sweet
Like the innocence of summer
The way things used to be
When I'm thirstin' for the past
And I need a little change
I just pray for some
Small town rain