by John Williamson

Send down the rain, Lord, if you don't mind.
Send down the rain, lightning and thunder,
If my crops don't get a drink we cannot stay
I'll take my wife and kid's. . .an' just walk away

Yes, send down the rain, Lord, if you don't mind
Send down the rain, lightning and thunder
I grew like a tree on this farm and I'm goin' to die
I couldn't live in town. . .my roots go deep down

Yes, send down the rain so I can stand in it
Send down the rain, just like cats 'n' dogs
Fill up the crack's, float a few logs down the river

Send down the rain, Lord, if you don't mind
Send down the rain, lightning and thunder
It's just plain dirt but it's the world to me
I love all the bird's. . .I love every tree

Send down the rain, Lord, if you don't mind
Send down the rain, lightning and thunder
I've never been known to pray, but it's worth a try
Lord, we're on our knee's. . .it's so damn dry

Yes, send down the rain so I can stand in it
Send down the rain, just like cats 'n' dogs
Fill up the cracks, float a few logs down the river
Lord we're on our knee's... it's so damn dry.

© 1983 Emusic Pty Ltd

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SEND DOWN THE RAIN

"In 1982 I was still very connected to the wheat farm in North West NSW. My family were up against it again with drought. I remember being out there watching some dark thunderclouds building up. This song is my way of saying 'Send her down Hughie!!' as bushies say when they're desperate for rain."