It's Raining Here This Morning
The Stanley Brothers Lyrics


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Oh it's raining, raining, raining here this morning
As I sit in jail and hang my head in shame
With a smile I try to greet each early dawning
But they've given me a number for my name

Many a little raindrops are falling close to me
Makes the streams and rivers just as muddy as can be
It's raining, raining, raining here this morning
As the Mississippi flows on to the sea

How I wish that I could see my little darling
And hold her in my arms just as before
I used to tell her every day I loved her
But now she doesn't love me anymore

She knew that I was guiltless of this one crime
And said that she'd be waiting there for me
But she has found somewhere else to wander
Where the Mississippi flows on to the sea

Its raining, raining, raining here this morning
And I am just as weary as can be
I wish that I could follow all the raindrops
Down the Mississippi toward the silver sea

But there's no way to prove that I'm not guilty
So I will have to suffer all the shame




Go and tell her for me little raindrops
That they've given me a number for my name

Overall Meaning

The Stanley Brothers' song "It's Raining Here This Morning" tells the story of a man sitting in jail, feeling shame and longing for his lost love. The rain outside mirrors the man's sadness and serves as a metaphor for the tears he cannot shed. The raindrops symbolize the man's broken heart as well as his hopelessness. He wishes he could escape and follow the raindrops down the Mississippi towards the sea, but he is trapped in his current situation with no way to prove his innocence. The final lines of the song urge the raindrops to deliver a message to his lost love, as he has been reduced to nothing more than a number.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh it's raining, raining, raining here this morning
It is raining heavily this morning and it reflects the heaviness and sadness of the situation I am in right now.


As I sit in jail and hang my head in shame
I am incarcerated and filled with shame for the crime that I am accused of committing.


With a smile I try to greet each early dawning
I try to put on a brave face and start each day positively, despite my difficult circumstances.


But they've given me a number for my name
I feel dehumanized and reduced to a mere number in the eyes of the law.


Many a little raindrops are falling close to me
I observe the raindrops falling around me, a metaphor for the struggles and hardships that people face in their lives.


Makes the streams and rivers just as muddy as can be
The rain is making the waters muddy, which represents the unclear and conflicted state of my mind and emotions.


As the Mississippi flows on to the sea
The rainwater flowing into the Mississippi River and on to the sea symbolizes the continuous flow of time and my inability to turn back the clock.


How I wish that I could see my little darling
I long to see my loved one and hold her in my arms again.


And hold her in my arms just as before
I desire to experience the familiar warmth and affection of my relationship with my loved one before my current predicament.


But now she doesn't love me anymore
My loved one has moved on and no longer has feelings for me due to my alleged crime.


She knew that I was guiltless of this one crime
My loved one believed in my innocence and knew that I did not commit the crime I am accused of.


And said that she'd be waiting there for me
My loved one promised to wait for me until I proved my innocence and regained my freedom.


But she has found somewhere else to wander
My loved one has since moved on and has ventured down a different path in life.


And I am just as weary as can be
I am exhausted and drained from the emotional turmoil and stress of my situation.


I wish that I could follow all the raindrops
I wish that I could follow the rain and find a new beginning or a way out of my current situation.


Down the Mississippi toward the silver sea
The Mississippi River represents the path of destiny that I must follow, ultimately leading me towards my fate.


But there's no way to prove that I'm not guilty
Despite my claims of innocence, I have no concrete evidence or proof to back up my claims.


So I will have to suffer all the shame
I must endure the shame and indignity of being accused of a crime I did not commit.


Go and tell her for me little raindrops
The singer is addressing the raindrops as if they are able to communicate, and asking them to convey a message to his loved one that he is innocent and still loves her.


That they've given me a number for my name
Once again, the artist expresses his dehumanization and the sense that he is being reduced to a statistic in the eyes of the law and society.




Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC
Written by: CARTER STANLEY

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@bprife

This was on a blank cassette copy of different bluegrass songs my great uncle made for me back in 1990. RIP Uncle Hansel. I love youn man!

@berniceatkins4500

Played this on the juke box all the time when it first came out.

@veramann5588

Loved the Stanley Brothers!😁

@johnyoung468

The best version Ever. Bill Napier could make that guitar talk.

@packingten

What great memories. rip Dad....

@Tennessee608

Great song

@ednaquay3458

It's raining here this evening!☔

@berniceatkins4500

James is right, it is Bill Napier, George is playing bass.

@kycowgirl182

badasssssss!!!!

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