Bruce Springsteen’s “Letter to You” album won’t be out until October 23rd. But already fans are saying that lyrics to a new song, called “Rainmaker,” are about Donald Trump, comparing him to a grifter.
Back in 1956, Burt Lancaster starred as Bill Starbuck, a con man, in a classic movie called “The Rainmaker.” (Katharine Hepburn was his co-star.) The description: “During the Depression, a con-man promises rain to a desperate drought-ridden Kansas town and marriage to a local desperate spinster.”
Is “Rainmaker” a clever metaphor for Trump? Could be. A “rainmaker” is also a term for Wall Street stars who earn lots of dough for their clients through sometimes shady investments.
No one’s heard Bruce’s song yet, the anticipation is killing us.
PS Fans are finding the lyrics in a promo for Bruce merch bundles. The lyrics book is suspiciously open to the page with “Rainmaker.” Coincidence? I’m sure!
RAINMAKER
Parched crops dying ‘neath a dead sun
We’ve been praying but no good comes
The dog’s howling, home’s stripped bare
We’ve been worried but now we’re scared
People come for comfort or just to come
Taste the dark sticky potion or heat the drums
Hands raised to Yahweh to bring the rain down
He comes crawlin’ ‘cross the dry fields like a dark shroud
Rainmaker, a little faith for hire
Rainmaker, the house is on fire
Rainmaker, take evеrything you have
Sometimes folks need to bеlieve in something so bad, so bad, so bad
They’ll hire a rainmaker
Rainmaker says white’s black and black’s white
Says night’s day and day’s night
Says close your eyes and go to sleep now
I’m in a burnin’ field unloadin’ buckshot into low clouds
Rainmaker, a little faith for hire
Rainmaker, the house is on fire
Rainmaker, take everything you have
Sometimes folks need to believe in something so bad, so bad, so bad
They’ll hire a rainmaker
Slow moving wagon drawing through a dry town
Painted rainbow, crescent moon and dark clouds
Brother patriot come forth and lay it down
Your blood brother for king and crown
For your rainmaker
They come for the smile, the firm handshake
They come for the raw chance of a fair shake
Some come to make damn sure, my friend
This mean season’s got nothin’ to do with them
They come ’cause they can’t stand the pain
Of another long hot day of no rain
‘Cause they don’t care or understand
What it really takes for the sky to open up the land
Rainmaker, a little faith for hire
Rainmaker, the house is on fire
Rainmaker, take everything you have
Sometimes folks need to believe in something so bad, so bad, so bad
They’ll hire a rainmaker
Rainmaker
Rainmaker
Rainmaker
