It Ain’t Gonna Rain No Mo’

Oh, the night was dark and dreary
And the air was full of sleet
Where the old man stood out in the storm
And his shoes were full of feet

Oh, it ain't a-gonna rain no mo’, no mo'
It ain't a-gonna rain no mo’
But how in the world can the old folks tell?
It ain't a-gonna rain no mo'

Well, the butterfly flits on wings of gold
The Junebug wings of flame
The bed bug has no wings at all
But he gets there just the same

Oh, it ain't gonna rain no mo', no no mo'
No no, no no no mo'
How in the world can the old folks tell?
It ain't a-gonna rain no mo’

Ah, mosquitee he fly high
Oh, mosquitee he fly low
If ol’ mister skeeter light on me
He ain't a-gonna fly no mo’

Oh, it ain't a-gonna rain no mo', no mo'
(scat)
How in the world can the old folks tell?
It ain’t a-gonna rain no mo'

Well, a bull frog sittin' on a lily pad
Lookin' up at the skies
Oh, the lily pad broke and the frog fell in
Got water all in his eyes

Oh, it ain't a-gonna rain no mo', no mo'
(scat)
How in the world can the old folks tell?
It ain't a-gonna rain no mo'

Well, here's a verse about a man and a trombone
Well the words to it are few
He blew, he blew, he blew, he blew
He blew, he blew, he blew

Oh, it ain't gonna rain no mo', no mo'
(scat)
How in the world can the old folks tell?
It ain't gonna rain no mo'

Well, a man lay down by a sewer, mm-hm
And by the sewer he died, he died
And at the coroner's request
They called it suicide

Oh, it ain't gonna rain no mo', no mo'
Oh Lord, ain't gonna rain no mo'
How in the world can the old folks tell?
Ain't a-gonna rain no mo'

A little black and white animal out in the woods
I says, "Ain't that little cat pretty, uh-huh!"
I went right over to pick it up
But it wasn't that kind of a kitty

Oh, it ain't a-gonna rain no mo', no mo'
Ain't a-gonna rain no mo'
But how in the world can the old folks tell?
It ain't a-gonna rain no mo'
No mo', no mo', no mo'