It's Raining Here This Morning - Stanley Brothers

Oh it’s raining, raining, raining here this morning

As I sit in jail and hang my head in shame

With a smile I try to greet each early dawning

But they’ve given me a number for my name

Many a little raindrops are falling close to me

Makes the streams and rivers just as muddy as can be

It’s raining, raining, raining here this morning

As the Mississippi flows on to the sea

How I wish that I could see my little darling

And hold her in my arms just as before

I used to tell her every day I loved her

But now she doesn’t love me anymore

She knew that I was guiltless of this one crime

And said that she’d be waiting there for me

But she has found somewhere else to wander

Where the Mississippi flows on to the sea

Its raining, raining, raining here this morning

And I am just as weary as can be

I wish that I could follow all the raindrops

Down the Mississippi toward the silver sea

But there’s no way to prove that I’m not guilty

So I will have to suffer all the shame

Go and tell her for me little raindrops

That they’ve given me a number for my name