First day in August Last rain was in May When the rainmaker come to Kansas In the middle of a dusty day
Said the rainmaker to the people 'Donate what you're all prepared to pay' Said the rainmaker to the people 'And I'll conjure up a rain today'
Ninety degrees 'neath the trees where it's shady Hundred and ten in the hot sun Heat from the street burned the feet of the ladies See how they run
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Called down the lightnin' By a mystical name And the rainmaker called on the thunder And then suddenly it began to rain
Then the rainmaker passed his hat to the people But the people all turned away And the rainmaker's eyes and the Kansas skies Well they both became a darker grey