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The Soundtrack to Your Rainy Days: “Rhythm Of the Rain” by The CASCADES (1962)

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“The CASCADES-Rhythm Of the Rain” is a timeless classic that has transcended generations and continues to touch hearts with its soothing melody and poetic lyrics. Released in 1962, this iconic song by The CASCADES has become synonymous with rainy days and heartache. Let’s dive into the enchanting world of “Rhythm Of the Rain” and uncover some fascinating facts in our “Did You Know?” section.Stream Rhythm Of The Rain (The Cascades) by ROGGS - Oldies But Goldies | Listen online for free on SoundCloud

Did You Know?

  • About the Song: “Rhythm Of the Rain” was originally written by John Claude Gummoe, the lead singer of The CASCADES. The song’s melancholic yet enchanting melody perfectly captures the emotions of love and loss. It was a chart-topping hit in 1963, reaching #3 on the Billboard Hot 100.
  • About The CASCADES: The CASCADES, an American vocal group from California, achieved their greatest success with “Rhythm Of the Rain.” Their harmonious vocals and Gummoe’s emotive singing made them an unforgettable part of music history.The Cascades music, videos, stats, and photos | Last.fm

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Lyrics: Rhythm Of the Rain 

Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain
Telling me just what a fool I’ve been
I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain
And let me be alone again

The only girl I care about has gone away
Looking for a brand new start
But little does she know that when she left that day
Along with her she took my heart

Rain, please, tell me now does that seem fair
For her to steal my heart away when she don’t care?
I can’t love another when my hearts somewhere far away

The only girl I care about has gone away
Looking for a brand new start
But little does she know that when she left that day
Along with her she took my heart

Rain won’t you tell her that I love her so
Please, ask the sun to set her heart aglow
Rain in her heart and let the love we knew start to grow

Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain
Telling me just what a fool I’ve been
I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain
And let me be alone again

Oh, listen to the falling rain
Pitter patter, pitter patter
Oh, oh, oh, listen to the falling rain
Pitter patter, pitter patter

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