C.W. McCall - Windshield Wipers In The Rain (1975) | Текст песни

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• Windshield Wipers In The Rain (1975)

C.w. Mccall - Windshield Wipers In The Rain

It''s 4 A.M., and I''m a hundred miles from breakfast in Wyomin''
I''m not complainin''

I got the radio on, playin'' on a station from New Orleans
An'' now it''s rainin''

I''m makin'' time, tryin'' ta keep it rollin''
And I''m all alone

[Chorus]
Windshield wipers in the rain

I hear that country-western music comin'' at me, through the thunder
A flash of lightnin''

I hear the D.J., sayin'' "Here''s a little tune for all you truckers.
"I hope you like it."

I''m gettin'' tired; my eyes are feelin'' sandy
When I''m alone

[Chorus]
Windshield wipers in the rain

I hear a freight train comin'' down
I see the headlights flashin'' ''round
I feel an earthquake in the ground
An'' then he''s gone
An'' I''m alone
All alone

[Chorus]
Windshield wipers in the rain

I feel a cold Wyomin'' chill comin'' on me in the mornin''
I need some welcome

I see a sign, says it''s only fifty miles to where I''m going
And I hope it''s open

I look around, wishin'' you was with me
But I''m alone

[Chorus]
Windshield wipers in the rain

I see a distant neon sign
I turn the music way up high
I wipe the lonesome from my eyes
But I''m alone

[Chorus]
Windshield wipers in the rain.