Frank don't mind the rainHe kinda digs the soundBut Portland in NovemberCan sometimes get you downWhen you're standing in the doorwayTrying to keep out of the coldAnd no one's looking your wayAnd you got no bills to foldWell Frank, he don't like beggingBut he could use a buck or twoGet a bed down at the MissionAnd he could use a buck or twoMaybe sleep a whole night throughAnd dream about MariaA girl that he once knewWe all need a little sunshineWe all need a little sunshineEverybody needs a little sunshineTo make it throughMany daysDark and grayWe need a little sunshineWell Frank touched downAt Pioneer SquareJune of 69He thumbed here up the West CoastTo get the war off of his mindAnd that's where he met MariaAnd she said, Maria,She made him feel so fineSinging, we all need a little sunshineShe was singing, we all need a little sunshineEverybody needs a little sunshineLove was free, and so was sheSinging in the sunshine, she was freeAnd so was she, singing in the sunshineDancing all night longIt's so easy to singSweet sunshineThank you, it's all I needSFrank wakes up at sunriseAnd he hears a distant trainAnd finds a piece of cardboardIn the alley by the drainAnd he writes his messageBlack and boldAnd remembers why he came hereWe all need a little sunshineWe all need a little sunshineEverybody needs a little sunshineI can't take another dayDark and grayWe need a little sunshineWe all need a little sunshineWe all needWe all needWe all needA little sunshineJust a little sunshineWe all needA little sunshineEverybody needsWe all needA little sunshineWe all needA little sunshineWe all needWe all needA little sunshineTiya!Everybody needs a little sunshineWell, Frank don't mind the rainHe kinda digs the sound