​​Didn't think before deciding​​

​​What to do​​

​​Oh, that talk of opportunities​​

​​TV breaks and movies​​

​​Rang true, sure rang true​​

​​Seems it never rains in Southern California​​

​​Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before​​

​​It never rains in California​​

​​But girl, don't they warn ya​​

​​It pours, man it pours​​

​​Out of work, I'm out of my head​​

​​Out of self-respect, I'm out of bread​​

​​I'm underloved, I'm underfed​​

​​I wanna go home​​

​​It never rains in California​​

​​But girl, don't they warn ya​​

​​It pours, man it pours​​

​​Will you tell the folks back home​​

​​I nearly made it​​

​​Had offers but don't know which one to take​​

​​Please don't tell 'em how you found me​​

​​Don't tell 'em how you found me​​

​​Gimme a break​​

​​Give me a break​​

​​Seems it never rains in Southern California​​

​​Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before​​

​​It never rains in California​​

​​But girl, don't they warn ya​​

​​It pours, man it pours​​

​​They say that the tree of loving​​

​​Shine on me again​​

​​They say it grows on the bank of the river of suffering​​

​​Shine on me again​​

​​Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine​​

​​Outta the fallin' rain​​

​​Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow​​

​​Fill my cup again​​

​​Oh, weave, weave, weave me the sunshine​​

​​Outta the fallin' rain​​

​​Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow​​

​​Fill my cup again​​

​​If only I could heal your sorrow (shine on me again)​​

​​I'd help you to find a new tomorrow (shine on me again)​​

​​Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine outta the fallin' rain​​