On a gray April morning
I took a lonesome walk
I didn't have no place to go
So I ended up in a house of God
Saw a preacher at the pulpit
Wearing green pastel and white
He cried, Lord, please have mercy
And make everything alright
He said, Look at us crying
Look at us now
We're waiting for salvation
But the rain keeps on falling down
I saw a woman with a moustache
And a man with a bad toupee
His wig was dingy yellow
But his hair was silver gray
Across the aisle I saw a soldier
Looking scared, but sitting tall
He had the weathered face of a child
He was waiting for his call
He said. Look at us crying
Look at us now
We're waiting for salvation
And the rain keeps on falling down
The preacher's eyes burned with fire
And his trembling voice grew thin
When he laid his hands on the soldier
Said, Forgive us for our sins
And the woman sitting next to me
She was sobbing uncontrollably
When she looked up to the heaven
And fell down to her knees
She said. "Look at us crying
Look at us now
We're waiting for salvation
And the rain keeps on falling down
And the preacher started shaking
When he looked into my eyes
He said, Jesus knows you're suffering
Jesus sees you cry
I sat there very quietly
I didn't know what to say
When I felt a hand on my shoulder
It was the man with the bad toupee
He said. Look at us crying
Look at us now
We're waiting for salvation
And the rain keeps on falling down
Look at us crying
Look at us now
We're waiting for salvation
And the rain keeps on falling down