And the rain came down

First it was hot,
Then there was rumbling,
Clouds gathered,
Wind blew....

We picked the corn

 And then the rain came down....

And it reminded me of a song.





But the rain came down.... and the walls remained, and half our crop was spoiled it got wet the night before and now the creek is clogged with silt and we haven't changed....
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya....