Strange Rain

Lyrics

Strange rain falling around us All day Every day Strange rain falling around us And what will become of my baby? Baby, my baby Much too little to run Baby, my baby What will become of my son? Measuring death for a suit, Lord All day Every day They're measuring death for a suit, Lord And what will become of my baby? Baby, my baby Much too little to run Baby, my baby And what will become of my son? My kid don't eat what I feed him All day Every day My kid won't eat what I feed him And what will become of my baby? Baby, my baby Much too little to run Baby, my baby And what will become of my son? Strange rain falling around us All day Every day There's strange rain falling around us And what will become of my son?