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