Raindrops keep falling on my head
And just like the guy whose feet
Are too big for his bed
Nothing seems to fit
Those raindrops are falling on my head
They keep falling
So I just did me some talking to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way
He got things done
Sleeping on the job
Those raindrops are falling on my head
They keep falling
But there's one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me
Won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness
Steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes
Will soon be turning red
Crying is not for me
Because I'm never going to stop the rain
By complaining
Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me
It won't be long till happiness
Steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes
Will soon be turning red
Crying is not for me
Because I'm never going to stop the rain
By complaining
Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me
Writer(s): Burt F. Bacharach, Hal David
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