B.J. Thomas - Raindrops keep fallin on my head

^CRaindrops are falling on my head ^Cmaj7 And ju^C7st like the guy whose feet Are ^Ftoo big for his ^Em7bed No^A7thing seems to ^Em7fit Th^A7ose rain^Dmdrops

They keep falling^F So I ju^Gst di^Cd me some Talking to the ^Cmaj7sun And I s^C7aid I didn't like the way^F He g^A7ot things d^Em7one Sl^A7eeping on the ^Em7job Th^A7ose raind^Dmrops

They keep fallin'^{F C}But there's o^Gne thing I know The bl^Fues they send to meet ^Cme Won't de^Em7feat me, it won't be long Till ^A7happiness Ste^Fps up to greet me ^G Rain^Cdrops keep falling on my he^Cmaj7ad But t^Chat doesn't mean my eyes ^F Will soon be turning red^Em7 C^A7rying's not for ^Em7me 'c^A7ause I^Dm'm never gonna stop the rain

Bec^Gause I^C'm free ^Cmaj7 Nothing's worrying me ^C7 It ^Fwon't be l^Em7ong Till h^Am7appiness Step^Fs up to greet ^Gme Rai^Cndrops keep falling on my head ^Cmaj7 But that doe^C7sn't mean my eyes ^F Will soon be turning red ^Em7 Cry^A7ing's not for ^Em7me caus^A7e I^Dm'm never gonna stop the rain

Becau^Gse I'm fr^Cee, ^Cmaj7 'c^C7ause nothing's worrying me