Well, the rain ain't fussy about where it lands
It'll find you no matter where you stand
It's gonna rain brother, and it's gonna rain hard
When the blues comes calling with it's calling card

It ain't so funny when you'd rather die
Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply
To your love sick letter that you wrote in tears
About feeling so bad for a million years

Watch out brother, be alert
Whatever you do, don't show that hurt
Don't show that hurt

I've been subjected, I've been so distressed
Come back baby, to clean up this mess
Clean up this mess

It ain't so funny when you'd rather die
Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply
To your lovesick letter that you wrote in tears
About feeling so bad for a million years

Yeah, the rain ain't fussy about where it falls
It rains on one like it rains on all
But when it falls brother, it's gonna rain hard
When the blues comes calling with it's calling card

Watch out brother, be alert
Whatever you do, don't show that hurt
Don't show that hurt