"Michael Bucher is an American songwriting icon." ~Native People's Magazine

3 Time NAMMY Winning Musician & Native Teen Mentor

Let it Rain

The battle lines are being drawn out, the push has come to shove.
The voices of so many have been silent for so long.
Let it rain. Let it rain.
The morning kiss is the sunrise, tobacco down once more.
There’s something foul out in the air, you can feel it in your bones.
Let it rain rain rain. Let it rain. Let it rain.
There’s only so much you can give up, so much you can take.
So much before you’ve had enough, so much before you break.
While the whole world is watching, while the casualties begin.
I don’t care if you say that I’m crazy, this is Custer rides again.
Oh rain, let it rain, let it rain.
Let the rain begin it’s downpour, let it wash away the burn.
Let it wash away the cold black snake, let it wash away the hurt.
Let it bless the peaceful warrior, let it bless ancestors graves.
Let it bless the ones who walk this ground, let it bless us all the same.
Oh rain, let it rain, let it rain.
Let it bless the peaceful warrior, let it bless ancestors graves.
Let it bless the ones who walk this ground, let it bless all the same.
Oh rain, let it rain, let it rain.