Pray for Rain

When I was five years old

Lookin' through the window pane

There was debt growin' in the fields

Every year it was the same

There was burnt up corn

Livin' in a dusty haze

And daddy'd say, "Goodnight son, I love you

And pray for rain"

Well, it was about mid July when daddy's pride sank

He told my momma, he was goin' to the bank

He put on his Sunday's best, but it didnt hide his pain

The banker said, "Take the money son

But you better pray for rain"

Well there's no clouds to hide the sun

And there's no waters in the creeks

And there's a fear in the congregation

Every Sunday when we meet

That the devil's found West Texas

And he may never leave

The preacher gives his sermon

Says, "Says bring your tithes and pray for rain"

Now my daddy's land is mine

And times sure ain't the same

The blacktop's taken over

There's no room to grow the grain

And now the man down at the bank

He don't understand my pain

'Cause he don't have to lay his head down every night

And pray for rain

I pray for rain

When I was five years old

Lookin' through the window pane

There was debt growin' in the fields

Every year it was the same

There was burnt up corn

Livin' in a dusty haze

And daddy'd say, "Goodnight son

I love you

And pray for rain"