My family farmed cotton on the west Texas Plains
Our prayers were answered with a day full of rain
Rainy days will never bother me
It's rainy days that set us, set us free

Daddy'd sit on the porch and watch the rain fall down
And he'd talk to the thunder and seeds in the ground
Knee high cotton by the 4th of July
Would make him smile and bring a tear to his eye

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Daddy called it Cotton Rain
Say a prayer for cotton rain
Rain on the west Texas plains
Thank the Lord, thank you Lord, cotton rain

Wind and dust would bring on a big fear
like going belly up in a drought filled year
but cotton rain would push that fear aside
and bring us harvest in a year gone by
one wet morning he said, "son look around"
cotton rain'll get you out of this town
this cotton pickin', cotton pickin' town

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Daddy called it Cotton Rain
Say a prayer for cotton rain
Rain on the west Texas plains
Thank the Lord, thank you Lord, cotton rain

If you find yourself out west texas way
and see a clear blue sky with no chance of rain
and pass by the rows of a cotton field
you might stop and say a prayer for the farmer this year
rainy days'll never bother me
it's rainy days that set us, set us free...