From the movie "Butch Cassidy And The Sundance Kid"

Raindrops keep falling on my head
and just like the guy who's feet are too big for his bed,
nothing seems to fit
those raindrops are falling on my head,they keep falling

So I just did me some talking to the sun,
and I said I didn't like the way he got things done,
sleeping on the job,
those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling

But there's one thing, I know,
the blues they sent to meet me won't defeat me.
It won't be long 'till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep falling on my head
but that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red.
Crying's not for me,
cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining
because I'm free
nothing's worrying me