It's Raining It's Pouring

It's raining, it's pouring.
The old man is snoring.
He went to bed
And he bumped his head
And he couldn't get up in the morning.

It's snowing, it's blowing.
The old man is growing.
He ate so much one day for lunch
Every part of him was showing.

It's warm out and sunny.
The old man loves honey.
He tried to seize
A batch from the bee's
And they didn't find it funny.