Seven lonely days and a dozen towns ago I reached out one night and you were gone. Don’t know why you’d run what you’re running to or from all I know is I want to bring you home. So I’m walking in the rain thumbing for a ride on this lonely Kentucky backroad. I’ve loved you much too long and my love’s too strong to let you go never knowing what went wrong. Kentucky rain keeps pouring down and up ahead’s another town that I’ll go walking thru with the rain in my shoes searchin for you in the cold Kentucky rain in the cold Kentucky rain. Showed your photograph to some old gray bearded men sitting on a bench outside a gen’ral store. They said "Yes she’s been here" but their mem’ry wasn’t clear was it yesterday no wait the day before. So I fin’ly got a ride with a preacher man who asked: "Where you bound on such a dark afternoon?" As we drove on thru the rain as he listened I explained and he left me with a prayer that I’d find you. Kentucky rain keeps pouring down and up ahead’s another town that I’ll go walking thru with the rain in my shoes searchin for you in the cold Kentucky rain in the cold Kentucky rain in the cold... (fade)