Raining On The Plains (with Sara Storer) Songtext
von John Williamson

The galahs, they know that it′s that time
Upside down on the power lines
Making a family on their minds
Raining on the plains again

Can you hear it drumming on that old tin sheet?
No better sound to make you fall asleep
To dream of tonne crops and big fat sheep
Raining on the plains again

Haven't seen the Warrumbungles all day
There′s a fair chance, so the old blokes say
Reminds them of the start back in '58
Hear thunder on the plains again

Looks like the break we've been looking for
And the dogs are doing donuts on the lawn
Chasing their tails, they can smell the storm
Raining on the plains again


You can′t make money out of dirt that′s dry
Bring on the rain from the stormy sky
Grab a beer from the fridge and raise it high
'Cause it′s raining on the plains again

The last time the dog did that
Couldn't get to me ute for the fences and the logs
Couldn′t sleep with the noise of the mozzies and the frog
What a storm on the plains again

The galahs know that it's that time
Upside down on the power lines
Making a family on their minds
Raining on the plains again

No, you can′t make money out of dirt that's dry
Bring on the rain from the stormy sky
Grab a beer from the fridge and raise it high
'Cause it′s raining on the plains again

No, you can′t make money out of dirt that's dry
Bring on the rain from the stormy sky
Grab a beer from the fridge and raise it high
′Cause it's raining on the plains again

Rainin′ on the plains