Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head, Written by Burt F. Bacharach / Hal David, Recorded by Frank McKinnon

Raindrops Keep Falling
on My Head
Written by
Burt F. Bacharach
Hal David
Recorded by Frank McKinnon

LYRICS

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 falling.

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.

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Frank McKinnon:
Guitar
Vocal