Tipo de gaita: Diatônica
Tom: qualquer

Intro:
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Turned on the wea-ther man just af-ter the news,
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 I need-ed sweet rain to wash a-way my blues.
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He looked at the chart, but he looked in vain:
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Hea-vy cloud, but no rain.

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Back in time with Lou-is  X  V  I,
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at the court of the peo-ple he was num-ber one.
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He'd be the blu-est blood they'd ev-er seen,
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when the king said, 'Hi' to the guill-o-tine.
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The roy-al  a-stro-lo-ger was run out of breath,
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he thought that may-be the rain would post-pone his death.

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He look in the sky, but he look in vain:
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Hea-vy cloud, but no rain.

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Well the land was crack-ing and the ri-ver was dry;
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all the crops were dy-ing when they ought to be high.
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So to save his farm from the bank-er's draft,
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the farm-er took out a book on some old witch-craft.
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He made a spell and a po-tion on  a mid-sum-mer's night,
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he killed a brind-led calf in the pale moon-light.

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He prayed to the sky, but he prayed in vain:
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Hea-vy cloud, but no rain.

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The sun won't shine till the clouds are gone.
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The clouds won't go till their work is done.
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And eve-ry morn-ing you'll hear me pray:
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If on-ly it would rain to-day.
  
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 I asked my ba-by if there'd be some way,
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She said she save her love for a rain-y day.
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 I look in the sky, but I look in vain:
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Hea-vy cloud, but no rain.