Classic Poem

  VERSE

A long time ago—
A million years B.C.—
The best things in life were absolutely free.
But no one appreciated
A sky that was always blue;
And no one congratulated
A moon that was always new.
So it was planned that they would vanish now and then
And you must pay before you get them back again;
That's what storms were made for
And you shouldn't be afraid . . .

  REFRAIN

For ev'ry time it rains, it rains
Pennies from heaven.
Don't you know each cloud contains
Pennies from heaven?
You'll find your fortune falling
All over town.
Be sure that your umbrella
Is upside down.
Trade them for a package of
Sunshine and flowers.
If you want the things you love,
You must have showers.
So when you hear it thunder,
Don't run under a tree,
There'll be pennies from heaven
For you and me.