Summer rain splashed on her hair and her clothes,
Gushes of water dripped off of her nose,
But she couldn’t care less,
That her hair was a mess,
Because dancing in rain made her happy.
She splished and she sploshed,
(In the clothes mum just washed)
And she sang,
She was happy.
And everyone watched as she danced in the rain,
And the words that they said formed a common refrain;
Why can’t we all
Dance and jump in the rain
And forget all our woes and be happy!