Bobby Darin - Strange Rain lyrics
[Bobby Darin - Strange Rain lyrics]
Strange rain falling around us all day
Every day strange rain falling around us
And what will become of my baby?
Baby, my baby much too little to run
Baby, my baby what will become of my son?
Measuring death for a suit, Lord all day
Every day
They're measuring death for a suit, Lord
And what will become of my baby?
Baby, my baby much too little to run
Baby, my baby
And what will become of my son?
My kid don't eat what I feed him all day
Every day my kid won't eat what I feed him
And what will become of my baby?
Baby, my baby much too little to run
Baby, my baby
And what will become of my son?
Strange rain falling around us all day
Every day
There's strange rain falling around us
And what will become of my son?
Every day strange rain falling around us
And what will become of my baby?
Baby, my baby much too little to run
Baby, my baby what will become of my son?
Measuring death for a suit, Lord all day
Every day
They're measuring death for a suit, Lord
And what will become of my baby?
Baby, my baby much too little to run
Baby, my baby
And what will become of my son?
My kid don't eat what I feed him all day
Every day my kid won't eat what I feed him
And what will become of my baby?
Baby, my baby much too little to run
Baby, my baby
And what will become of my son?
Strange rain falling around us all day
Every day
There's strange rain falling around us
And what will become of my son?
Add extended interpretation
If you know what the artist is talking about, can read between the lines, and know the history of the song, you can add interpretation to the lyrics. After checking by our editors, we will add it as the official interpretation of the song!
Latest added interpretations to lyrics