Tone: [D]
I was de[Em]deprived of a [G]young girl's [A]dream,
by the [G]cruel force of [Em]nature from the [D]blue.
[Em]Instead of a [A]night
full of [D]romance s[Bm]surrene,
all i [G]got was a [Bm]runny nose and [A]agiatic flu.
Chorus:
It's [D]raining on [Bm]prom night.
My [G]hair is a [A]mess,
it's [D]running
all [Bm]over
my [G]taffeta [A]dress,
it's [D]wilting and [Bm]quilting,
on [G]my maiden [A]form.
And mas[D]mascara flows all [Bm]down my nose
be[G]because of the [A]storm
I [Gbm]don't even h[G]have my c[D]corsage
oh [Bm]gee
It [G]fell down a [Bm]sewer with my [Em]sisters I[A]ID
Guess it's raining on prom night.
Oh my darling what can i do?
I miss you.
It's raining rain from the skies,
and it's raining real tears from my eyes,
over you.
Oh dear god, make him
feel the same way i do right now.
Make him want to see me again.
[Bb]Oh what can I do.
It's [Eb]raining [Cm]rain from the skies
it's [Ab]raining [Bb]tears from my eyes over [Eb]you
[Cm]raining[Ab]raining ooooooh
[Bb]tears from my eyes over [Eb]you
[Cm]raining[Ab]raining ooooooooh
[Bbm]raining on prom night