I love the pitter-patter I hear upon my window pane My troubles cease to matter When I hear the lullaby of the rain I've talked with every flower That blooms along the country lane They‘re happy in a shower `Cause they love the lullaby of the rain Although the rain may be teeming I‘m cozy and warm And I catch up on my dreaming All during the storm Some like their weather sunny Come cloudy days, and they complain I know they think I'm funny But I love the lullaby of the rain On the roof or on the window pane, How I love the lullaby of the rain...!