Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head

Raindrops are falling on my head

And just like the guy whose feet

Are too big for his bed

Nothing seems to fit

Those raindrops

Are falling on my head

They keep falling.

So I just did me some

Talking to the sun

And I said I didn’t like the way

He got things done

Sleeping on the job

Those raindrops

Are falling on my head

They keep fallin’

But there’s one thing I know

The blues they send to meet me

Won’t defeat me, it won’t be long

Till happiness

Steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep falling on my head

But that doesn’t mean my eyes

Will soon be turning red

Crying’s not for me ’cause,

I’m never gonna stop the rain

By complaining,

Because I’m free

Nothing’s worrying me

It won’t be long

Till happiness

Steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep falling on my head

But that doesn’t mean my eyes

Will soon be turning red

Crying’s not for me cause,

I’m never gonna stop the rain

By complaining,

Because I’m free, ’cause nothing’s worrying me

Written by Burt Bacharach, Hal David • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, BMG Rights Management US, LLC

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