When I Go Walking in the Rain - The Madding Crowd

I like to go walking in the rain

The dry northern air just makes me dizzy

For when I walk in the rain

I feel my sadness slain

And I can walk tall again

I like to go creeping in the night

There’s a certain spark there that is missing

From proceedings in the day

That takes my breath away

So the night feels brighter anyway

Smiles aren’t natural

They’re garish, cheap and bland

So I’d rather be a sour and dour mess

You think what you like

Cos I really do not care

As I take my shoes and stroll atop my righteous higher plain

When I go walking in the rain

They judge me for walking in the rain

They say the sunshine’s much more pleasant

And I suppose the sunshine’s not so bad

But it don’t make me half as glad

As when I see those drips a-dropping

And when I go scuttling in the night

The rain’s caress is even better

And yes, I welcome your distain

If you think I’m out my brain

For going walking in the rain

Smiles aren’t natural

They’re garish, cheap and bland

So I’d rather be a sour and dour mess

You think what you like

Cos I really do not care

As I take my shoes and stroll atop my righteous higher plain

When I go walking in the rain

Cease

Smiles aren’t natural

They’re garish, cheap and bland

So I’d rather be a sour and dour mess

You think what you like

Cos I really do not care

As I take my shoes and stroll atop my righteous higher plain

When I go walking in the rain

When I go walking in the rain (dry northern air just makes me dizzy)