I trust Texas is no longer suffering drought!
YELLOW ROSE
To the Tune 'Yellow Rose of Texas.'
When it's raining down in Texas
They give three mighty cheers
But when there's drought in Texas
And not a cloud appears
They go to church on Sunday
And find there's been a change
The clergymen in Texas
Have been forced to rearrange.
The Baptists have to sprinkle,
Where once they would immerse,
And Methodists use wet-wipes!
I don't know which is worse!
And then the Presbyterians
Think rain-checks have to do,
And the Catholics want miracles.
Will wine-to-water do?
A drought's a drought all over,
Down-Under it's the same.
For years the grass has withered;
It really is a shame.
Let's keep our sense of humour
Through all our tears and pain.
Let's keep our spirits buoyant
Till we shout
'Here comes the rain!'
When it's raining down in Texas
They give three mighty cheers
But when there's drought in Texas
And not a cloud appears
They go to church on Sunday
And find there's been a change
The clergymen in Texas
Have been forced to rearrange.
The Baptists have to sprinkle,
Where once they would immerse,
And Methodists use wet-wipes!
I don't know which is worse!
And then the Presbyterians
Think rain-checks have to do,
And the Catholics want miracles.
Will wine-to-water do?
A drought's a drought all over,
Down-Under it's the same.
For years the grass has withered;
It really is a shame.
Let's keep our sense of humour
Through all our tears and pain.
Let's keep our spirits buoyant
Till we shout
'Here comes the rain!'
