Now here against the background of umbrellas and singing When the Sun Comes Out is one of the most exciting youngsters to come along
the white way in a long time. Here is Barbara Streisand. So let's have a fine hand for her.
When the sun comes out
And the rain stops beating on my window pane
When the sun comes out
There'll be bluebirds round my door
Singing like they did before that old storm broke out
And my man walked off, left me in the rain
Though he's gone, I doubt
If he'll stay away for good
I'd stop living if he should
Love is funny
It's not always peaches, cream and honey
Just when everything seemed bright and sunny
Suddenly the cyclone came
I'll never be the same
Till that sun comes out
And the rain stops beating on my window pane
My heart holds out
Let it rain and let it pour
It may not be long before
There's a knocking at my door
Then you'll know the one I love
Forget when the sun comes out
And the rain stops beating on my window pane
If my heart holds out
Let it rain, let it pour
It may not be long before
There's a knocking at my door
Then you'll know the one I love
Forget when the sun comes out
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
applause
applause
Larry, that youngster's really got it, hasn't he?