Strolling in the Rain
(Robert W. Service)

I am blue when skies are blue And glad when skies are grey,
And I'd like to sing to you Why I feel that way.
When it's bright I have no right To wait for Elsie Jane,
But when it's damp I'll take my gamp To shield her from the rain.

There's a juicy burg, they call Duckville by the sea,
When it's raining every day, Oh, That's the place for me.
There I'll stand a better chance Of sparking Elsie Jane,
And sweetly rounding that romance That started in the rain.

If her name for mine she'll trade And little ones arrive,
An umbrella I'll have made To shelter four or five.
When it's wet I will not fret For in the school-house lane,
They'll welcome me with hearts of glee And singing this refrain.

Chorus:
Oh - strolling with my sweetie in the rain
I hope the sun will never shine again.
Oh I am a happy fellow underneath my old umbrella,
As strolling with my sweetie in the rain.