Songwriters: BROWN, JAMES JESS R. / JONES, BRETT / LANE, TONY
It's good to hear your voice after all this time I've been told I'm hard to find It's raining here but I'm keeping dry And for me that's doing good
To tell the truth there ain't much to know I've dealt some cards and I've rodeo'd But I haven't found that pot of gold Like I said I would
Between the high lines and the fence posts The interstate and the dirt roads No matter how the wind blows I hear your name
Out of all the things I've done that I regret There's only one I'd like to change Out here, between the rainbows and the rain
I spent last month in Santa Fe I heard your daddy passed away And I should've called your momma To say how sorry that I am
Well, I don't think I'll be coming back Spent too long, so I guess that's that It's nice to know that you still ask about me now and then
Between the high lines and the fence posts The interstate and the dirt roads No matter how the wind blows I hear your name
Out of all the things I've done that I regret There's only one I'd like to change Out here, between the rainbows and the rain Out here, between the rainbows and the rain.