The Rain And The Wind

When that I was and a little tiny boy,
  With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
  For the rain it raineth every  day.
 
But when I came to man’s estate,
  With a  hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
‘Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate,
  For the rain it raineth every day.
 
But when I came, alas, to wive,
  With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
By swaggering could I never thrive,
  For the  rain it raineth every day.
 
But when I came unto my beds,
  With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
With tosspots still had drunken heads,
  For the rain  it raineth every day.
 
A great while ago the world begun,
  With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
But that’s all one, our play is done,
  And we’ll strive to  please you every day.