{t:Rain}{st:The Beatles}If the [G]rain comes, they [C]run and [D]hide their [G]headsThey [C]might as [D]well be [G]deadIf the [C]rain comes…, if the [G]rain…[G]comesWhen the [G]sun shines, they [C]slip in-[D]to the [G]shadeAnd [C]sip their [D]lemon-[G]adeWhen the [C]sun shines…, when the [G]sun…[G]shines [G]Rai-ai-[C]ai-ain, I don’t [G]mind [G][G]Shi-i-[C]i-ine, the weather’s [G]fine [G]I can [G]show you, that [C]when it [D]starts to [G]rainThat [C]every-[D]thing’s the [G]sameI can [C]show you…, I can [G]show…[G]you [G]Rai-ai-[C]ai-ain, I don’t [G]mind [G][G]Shi-i-[C]i-ine, the weather’s [G]fine [G]Can you [G]hear me, that [C]when it [D]rains and [G]shinesIs it [C]just a [D]state of [G]mind?Can you [C]hear me…, can you [G]hear…[G]me? [G]↓{t:Rain}
