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“It Ain’t Gonna Rain No Mo’” is a song by “The Red-Headed Music Maker”, singer and instrumentalist Wendell Hall (1896–1969). Hall’s 1923 recording of it was a hit in the US and also in Britain, where it was sung during the 1925 FA Cup final by Sheffield United supporters, making it a popular football song of the era.
SOMEONE PICK A NUMBER ONE THROUGH TWELVE
ONE – TWO – THREE – FOUR – FIVE – SIX – SEVEN – EIGHT – NINE – TEN – ELEVEN – TWELVE
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ONE!
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[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
[C] Oh, a peanut sat on the railroad track. It’s heart was all [G] a-flutter.
Around the bend came Number Ten Toot! Toot! Peanut [C] butter
My [C] uncle built a chimney. He built it up so [G] high.
He had to tear it down again to let the moon go [C] by!
[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
A [C] rich man rides a taxi. A poor man rides a [G] train.
A bum he walks the railroad tracks, and he gets there just the [C] same
Oh, it [C] isn’t going to rain anymore, anymore. It isn’t going to rain [G] anymore. The grammar’s good, but what a bore. So we’ll sing it like [C] before.
TWO!
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[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
A [C] man laid down by the sewer, and by the sewer he [G] died
And at the coroners inquest they called it [C] “sewercide”
Oh, [C] how much wood could a woodchuck chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck [G] wood? If he held a saw in his little paw : A ton of wood he [C] could
[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
A My wife she is a doctor, and me, I am a nurse,
We have a little needle That gets you where it hurts.
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Mary had a little lamb, so goes the tale of yore.
She loved that little lamb so much, she passed her plate for more..
THREE!
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[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
Well, Mary had a brand new Ford, she liked it very well.
She drove it into a telephone pole and now it looks like hell
We all here like our whiskey. We all here like our wine.
We like to sing these songs together. Let’s sing it one more time.
[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
A doctor fell into a well and broke his collar bone.
The people told him “Tend the Sick, and leave the well alone.”
A farmer slipped on the old barn roof when rotten boards gave way,
And as he fell, he shrugged and said, “It’s time to hit the hay.”
FOUR!
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[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
Humpty Dumpty fell right down and landed on his head,
So, all the horses and the men had scrambled eggs and bread.
The shades of night were falling fast, when for a kiss he asked her.
She must have answered yes because the shades came down still faster
[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
A Trombone player came to us, and yes his words were few.
He didn’t sing, he blew, and blew, and blew, and blew; and blew.
The night was dark and stormy, the wind was full of sleet,
the ole man stood out on the back porch, and his shoes were full of feet.
FIVE!
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[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
Mary had a little lamb She kept it in a closet
And every time she took it out It left a small deposit
Mary had a steamboat The steamboat had a bell.
Mary went to heaven. The steamboat went to hell.
[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
Mosquito he fly high, mosquito he fly low,
But if that mosquito lands on me… He ain’t a gonna fly no mo!
Mary had a little lamb, Her father shot it dead
she still will take it off to school, but on a slice of bread.
Oh the night was dark and stormy, and the ole goat was half blind.
backed up to the barbed wire fence, and scratched his poor behind.
SIX!
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[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
Some of us are secret agents Some of us are spies
But when we all go like this (cover your eyes with your hands)
We all have private eyes
My uncle was a chemist. A chemist he is no more.
For what he thought was H-2-O was H-2-S-O-4
[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
Peter was a rabbit, but the rabbit is no more
For what he thought was a rabbit hole. Was a hole in the outhouse floor
I never saw a purple cow I never hope to see one
But I can tell you anyhow I’d rather see than be one.
I never saw a chocolate cow I never hope to see one
But judging by the milk we get There certainly must be one
SEVEN!
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[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
We had a goat in our backyard, She ate up all the cans;
When she had her little ones, They came in Ford sedans!
Well, Sally had a little mule, she called him “Gentle Abel”.
One day she tried to pull his tail and he kicked her in the stable.
[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
Susie had some dynamite. She put it in the stove
They found her clothes on Bell Road, and her on Buckeye Road
Mosquitos they fly high, Skeeters they fly low
When a skeeter lights on my neck It aint gonna fly no more
EIGHT!
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[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
A rich man uses toilet paper a poor man uses rags
but my old man is satisfied with recycled Bistro Bags.
One summers day in winter The snow was raining fast
A barefoot boy with shoes on stood sitting on the grass
[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
My father was a terrorist My mother was a spy
And I’m the little stinker That called the FBI
Mary had a little lamb, She fed it very well.
One day she fed it dynamite, And blew it all to hell.
NINE!
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[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
My girlfriend lives in the mountains; She is very shy and meek.
She always undresses in the dark because the mountains peak.
Chicken sitting on a railroad track its heart was a little pallid.
Round this time came number nine – choo choo chicken salad!
[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
Rich girl drives a Cadillac, A poor girl drives a Ford,
My girl drives an old grey mare, and prods it with a board!
Ernie was a chicken, a chicken he’s no more,
what he thought was a chicken coop was KFCs front door
TEN!
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[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
Standing on a corner, doing not bit of harm,
Along came a Policeman and grabbed by the arm,
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Took me to a little box and rang a little bell,
Along came a wagon and took me to a cell.
[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
The Rabbi stood on the railroad track about to say his bruchas
Along came the 5:15 and hit him in the tochas.
The night was dark and stormy, the wind blew out the light,
I tripped and stumbled out the door and cursed with all my might
ELEVEN!
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[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
A skinny lady took a bath and never told a soul,
she forgot to put the stopper in and slid right down the hole.
There was cat in our backyard, swallowed a ball of yarn;
When she had her little ones, they came with sweaters on!
[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
A golf ball flying through the air went by a man a humming,
he heard the caddie holler “4” and thought three more were coming
King Solomon had a thousand wives and that’s the reason why
he always missed his business trips kissing them all goodbye!
TWELVE!
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[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
A man stood by his home And in his home he died
The next day in the papers They called it “home-icide”
I saw a sign in a hardware store: “Boy wanted, sixteen years”.
Now, that’s too long to wait for a boy, it brings eyes to my tears.
[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
Well, I went to call on Susie and she met me at the door.
Her shoes & stockings in her hand and her feet all over the floor
On mules, we find two legs behind and two we find before.
We stand behind before we find what the two behind were for.
[REFRAIN] [C] It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain’t gonna rain no [G] more. How in the heck can I wash my neck. If it ain’t gonna rain no [C] more
