[Verse 1] You had a picnic neatly planned, A little basket in your hand. The clouds arrived at half past two; I watched you wonder what to do. You said, “Well, there goes our day.” I took your hand and led the way. [Chorus] A little rain looks good on us, A little less hurry, a little less fuss. Your hair’s a mess, my shoes are wet; We’re making a day we won’t forget. Let those silver raindrops fall; We don’t need blue skies after all. With your hand in mine and the last late bus, A little rain looks good on us. [Verse 2] We found a café down the street, Two steaming cups, one window seat. You shared your sandwich, I shared mine; Our fancy plans turned out just fine. You drew a heart upon the glass; We let three crowded buses pass. [Chorus] A little rain looks good on us, A little less hurry, a little less fuss. Your hair’s a mess, my shoes are wet; We’re making a day we won’t forget. Let those silver raindrops fall; We don’t need blue skies after all. With your hand in mine and the last late bus, A little rain looks good on us. [Clarinet Solo] [Bridge] Some days won’t turn out like we choose; There’ll be umbrellas that we lose. But give me someone kind and true, And I can stand a cloud or two. [Final Chorus] A little rain looks good on us, A little less hurry, a little less fuss. Your hair’s a mess, my shoes are wet; We’re making a day we won’t forget. Let those silver raindrops fall; We don’t need blue skies after all. With your hand in mine and the last late bus, A little rain looks good on us. [Outro] There goes our bus! Stay here with me. Another cup? Why, certainly.
