Windshield Wipers In The Rain – C.W. McCall – letras

(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 OrleansAn’ now it’s rainin’I’m makin’ time, tryin’ ta keep it rollin’And I’m all alone[Chorus]Windshield wipers in the rainI hear that country-western music comin’ at me, through the thunderA 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’ sandyWhen I’m alone[Chorus]Windshield wipers in the rainI hear a freight train comin’ downI see the headlights flashin’ ’roundI feel an earthquake in the groundAn’ then he’s goneAn’ I’m aloneAll alone[Chorus]Windshield wipers in the rainI feel a cold Wyomin’ chill comin’ on me in the mornin’I need some welcomeI see a sign, says it’s only fifty miles to where I’m goingAnd I hope it’s openI look around, wishin’ you was with meBut I’m alone[Chorus]Windshield wipers in the rainI see a distant neon signI turn the music way up highI wipe the lonesome from my eyesBut I’m alone[Chorus]Windshield wipers in the rain