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, thumbin' for a ride On this lonely Kentucky backroad I've loved you much too long; my love's too strong To let you go, never knowing what went wrong.
Kentucky rain keeps pouring down, another hedge, another town that I'll go walking through 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 general store They said Yes, she's been here But their memory wasn't clear. Was it yesterday? No, wait the day before.
Finally got a ride, with a preacher man who asked, Where you bound on such a cold, dark afternoon? As we drove on through the rain, as he listened I explained And he left me with a prayer that I'd find you.
