Burt Bacharach - The Sundance Kid

Raindrops keep falling on my head And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed Nothin seems to fit Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling So I just did me some talkin to the sun And I said I didnt like the way he got things done Sleepin on the job Those raindrops are falling on my, head they keep falling But theres one thing I know The blues he sends to meet me wont defeat me It wont be long till happiness steps up to greet me Raindrops keep falling on my head But that doesnt mean my eyes will soon be turnin red Cryings not for me Cause Im never gonna stop the rain by complainin Because Im free Nothings worrying me.