Rainy Days

It was a Thursday night under blue moon lights
A preacher came in the bar
He sat by me, said, "I can see you've got a heavy heart"
Our maker made this maker's mark and somehow brought us together
And then he said something else
I'll always remember

If there weren't rainy days
There wouldn't be any crops for the farmers
Wouldn't be any ponds for a bobber
Jesus never would've walked on the water
If there weren't rainy days
There wouldn't be a rope swing off of percy
Mud holes wouldn't get nobody dirty
And flowers wouldn't be very damn pretty
So if on Sunday morning you bow your head to pray
Thank God for rainy days

I thought about those words for a minute
And bought us another round
It's hard to see your way out when you're already in it
But he brought me around
He said, "Don't beat yourself up when life gets tough
It always gets better
When the sky ain't blue and your heart's in two
And you're a little under the weather"

But without rainy days
There wouldn't be any crops for the farmers
Wouldn't be any ponds for a bobber
Jesus never would've walked on the water
If there weren't rainy days
There wouldn't be a rope swing off of percy
Mud holes wouldn't get nobody dirty
And flowers wouldn't be very damn pretty
So if on Sunday morning you bow your head to pray
Thank God for rainy days

"Son, I know you're wondering
What I'm doing in a bar tonight
But just remember
He turned water into wine
And if on Sunday morning you bow your head to pray"

Yeah, without rainy days
There wouldn't be any crops for the farmers
Wouldn't be any ponds for a bobber
Jesus never would've walked on water
If there weren't rainy days
There wouldn't be a rope swing off of percy
Mud holes wouldn't get nobody dirty
And flowers wouldn't be very damn pretty
So if on Sunday morning you bow your head to pray
Son, on Sunday morning all you gotta say
Is "Thank God for rainy days"
"Thank God for rainy days"