[00:13.25]When I was five years old
[00:16.02]Lookin' through the window pane,
[00:19.20]There was debt growin' in the fields,
[00:22.20]Every year it was the same,
[00:25.32]There was burnt up corn,
[00:28.42]Livin in a dusty haze,
[00:31.15]And daddy'd say good night son, I love you,
[00:37.45]And pray for rain.
[00:49.77]Well, it was about mid July when daddy's pride sank,
[00:56.88]He told my momma, he was goin' to the bank,
[01:02.80]He put on his Sunday's best, but it didnt hide his pain,
[01:08.68]The banker said take the money son,
[01:12.31]But you better, pray for rain.
[01:26.91]Well there's no clouds to hide the sun,
[01:30.40]And there's no waters in the creeks,
[01:33.79]And there's a fear in the congregation,
[01:37.05]Every Sunday when we meet,
[01:40.18]That the devil's found West Texas
[01:43.35]And he may never leave,
[01:46.71]The preacher gives his sermon,
[01:49.38]Says pay your tithes and pray for rain.
[02:17.65]Now my daddy's land is mine,
[02:21.01]And times sure aint the same,
[02:24.15]The blacktop's taken over,
[02:26.82]There's no room to grow the grain,
[02:30.00]And now the man down at the bank
[02:32.74]He don't understand my pain,
[02:35.82]Cause he don't have to lay his head down every night,
[02:41.95]And pray for rain.
[02:48.00]When I was five years old,
[03:10.58]Lookin' through the window pane,
[03:13.68]There was debt growin in the fields,
[03:16.80]Every year it was the same.
[03:19.94]There was burnt up corn,
[03:22.98]Livin' in a dusty haze,
[03:25.73]And daddy'd say good night son,
[03:29.70]I love you,
[03:33.60]And pray for rain.
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