It’s hard to be down wearing a frown when it’s raining in West Texas
It’s hard not to grin and lift up your chin when the Lord so richly blesses
Hearing the rain takes all the pain that this old world possesses
I’m happy to sing, I don’t need a thing, it’s raining in West Texas
I’ve been told, silver and gold will bring you happiness
If this tale’s true why are rich men blue with all that they posses
I don’t need a thing to feel like a king with all the world possesses
Got the Lord above, somebody to love and it’s raining in West Texas
It’s hard not to smile in your hour of trial when it’s raining in West Texas
The cotton will grow from seeds that we sow to make new jeans and dresses
The cattle can eat that sweet green wheat that brings beef and bread
With the help of the earth we will have rebirth and keep the hungry fed
Some folks claim fortune and fame are how you count success
If this tale’s true why are rich men blue with all that they posses
But I’m happy to sing, I don’t need a thing, giving is what blesses
I got the Lord above, somebody to love and it’s raining in West Texas
Don’t be obsessed by being depressed, it’ll only make you blue
You can get high if you only try to look on the bright side too
You don’t need a thing to feel like a king, just count all your successes
And thank the Lord above for somebody to love and it’s raining in West Texas
Some say the world has gone to pot, in Frisco maybe that’s true
And Rush Lumbaugh says the Democrat’s sin, when he’s been to rehab too
But I’m happy to sing, I don’t need a thing that this old world posseses
Got the Lord above, somebody to love and it’s raining in West Texas