-It's ninety eight in the shade
-Mr. Rose is rolling hay
-Eighty acres down and ten to go
-Clouds are building in the south
-He knows times a running out
-And there goes that tractor's radiator hose

-There ain't no tricks in his straw hat
-He walks a quarter mile back
-Ms. Rose hears him slam that old screen door
-What he sees as wasted time
-Is a blessing in disguise
-Oh he's cussing what she's been praying for

-The day turned dark as night
-And in her eyes he saw the light
-He hadn't taken the time to notice
-From heaven it poured down
-On that little old farm house
-Lord knows what to do when love needs time for growing
-He sends rain for the Roses

-She pulled down the window blinds
-Even though the sun wadn't shining
-The rain tapped out a love song on that old tin roof
-Wrapped up in the covers
-They held on to eachother
-Like new lovers on their honeymoon

-The day turned dark as night
-And in her eyes he saw the light
-He hadn't taken the time to notice
-From heaven it poured down
-On that little old farm house
-Lord knows what to do when love needs time for growing
-He sends rain for the Roses

-Lord knows what to do when love needs time for growing
-He sends rain (backup)
-The lord sends rain
-For the Roses