Rain Child Letra

Rain Child Jimmy Jones, a friend of mine Laid down and died over in Viet Nam Wrote a letter home as he sat and cried Saying "Oh Lord, I don't want to die!" Everybody's talkin' 'bout the rain, child; I sure wish they'd pray for me. Melvin Lee, a Texas born boy Laid down and die , having done nobody wrong Looked up at me as we went to meet the maker And said, "I can't help worrying about my wife and four babies back home." Everybody's talkin' 'bout the rain, child; I sure wish they'd pray for me. I'm standing out here There is a man with agun in his hand He says, "There is no need to die in this strange land; All you have to do is tell me the little bit you might know, And if it sounds pretty good, I'll let you go." I say? Everybody's talkin' 'bout the rain, child; I sure wish they'd pray for me.