Immortalisée par B.J. Thomas, cette fabuleuse compo est l'œuvre d'un des maitres de la pop Burt Bacharach. On touche là les sommets, le type de titre pour lequel je me damnerais volontiers. En écrire seulement une de ce calibre !
La version française popularisée par Sacha Distel est ici
Raindrops keeps falling on my head.
Intro
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Raindrops keep fallin' on my
head, And
just like the guy whose feet are
too big for his
bed
Nothin' seems to
fit
Those
raindrops are fallin' on my
head, they keep fallin'
So I just
did me some talkin' to the
sun And
I said I didn't like the
way he got things
done
Sleepin' on the
job
Those
raindrops are fallin' on my
head, they keep fallin'
But there's one
thing I
know The
blues they send to
meet me won't
defeat me It won't be long till
happiness steps
up to
greet me ![]()
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Raindrops keep fallin' on my
head But
that doesn't mean my eyes will
soon be turnin'
red
Cryin's not for
me
'Cause
I'm never gonna stop the
rain by complainin'
Because I'm
free
Nothin's worryin' me
[solo]
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It won't be long till
happiness steps
up to
greet me ![]()
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Raindrops keep fallin' on my
head But
that doesn't mean my eyes will
soon be turnin'
red
Cryin's not for
me
'Cause
I'm never gonna stop the
rain by complainin'
Because I'm
free
Nothin's worryin'
me
Because I'm
free
Nothin's worryin'
me
