Lyric 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

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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

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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