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windshield wipers in the rain
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis) 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