Compositor: Chadwick Stokes
We caught out on a grainer
That was picking up speed heading West
Threw our bags into the rabbit holes
As we laid our heads to rest
And I saw you there
Yes I saw you there
But every man there's a vacancy
For everything we wickedly implore
Oh Lord keep it far from me
Don't want nothing to do with before
I guessed we were on the Illinois central line
Headed in for Iowa corn
Hadn't been clean in over two months' time
But dry was all that the preacher sold.
And I saw you there
Yes I saw you there
And I pray to the gods for thunder
But I pray to the clouds for rain
And if the river take me under
Let her bring me back up again
Cause I wasn't where you were tonight
But I could tell you were listening in
Oh I wasn't where you were tonight
But I could tell you were listening in
I saw you there
Yes I saw you there
I pray to the gods for thunder
But I pray to the clouds for rain
And if the river take me under
Let her bring me back up again
Oh we are only doing the best we can
Oh I am doing the best I can
Oh cause I wasn't where you were tonight
But I could tell you were listening in
Oh I wasn't where you were tonight
But I could tell you were listening in