Oh every time it rains
It rains pennies from heaven
Don't you know each cloud contains
Pennies from heaven
You'll find your fortune
Fallin' all over town
Be sure that your umbrella is upside down
Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers
It 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.
It rains pennies from heaven
Don't you know each cloud contains
Pennies from heaven
You'll find your fortune
Fallin' all over town
Be sure that your umbrella is upside down
Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers
It 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.
Ironic, though, that Billie Holiday would sing such a light-hearted song, while her life would later on become riddled with drug use, heavy drinking, and abusive relationships. It's still a nice idea, I suppose. But then again, it's silly if you think about it. Pennies falling from the sky? Wouldn't that hurt terribly, smacking us on our heads?
--Thought-provoking irony in that last line
ReplyDeleteI sense the implied: sometimes the little pennies we wish for land with a "smack."