From my 1872 complete Shakespeare
THE WIND AND THE RAIN

When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came to man's estate,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate,
For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came, alas! To wive,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
By swaggering could I never thrive,
For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came unto my bed,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
With toss pots still had drunken head,
For the rain it raineth every day.

A great while ago the World began,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
But that's all one, our play is done,
For the rain it raineth every day.

Song closes Twelfth Night, or, What You Will -
Shakespear. Between 1586 & 1604 when he was in London