She left Oklahoma for California,
Sunglasses on the brim of her hat.
Smoke was pourin' from that old Cadillac,
But she wasn't turning back.
Just outside of Flagstaff,
Motor blew on her Coupe de Ville.
Just in time, she saw a sign,
There was a Texaco waiting
At the bottom of the hill.
And she said:
CHORUS:
Somebody must be prayin' for me,
Somebody out there must be prayin' for me,
Must be angels I can't see,
Somebody must be prayin' for me.
A boy about twenty climbed out of the truck,
All covered in grease and dirt.
She said, "Hey, Charles"
But he just laughed and said,
"I'm wearing my Daddy's shirt."
He stood there lost in her eyes,
And she got lost in his.
As the years rolled by,
She would sigh,
Every time they'd kiss.
And she'd say:
CHORUS
Sometimes she stares out the window,
And wonders about her Hollywood dreams,
But when she tucks her kids in bed,
She softly whispers, as they fall asleep...
CHORUS:
Somebody must be prayin' for me,
Somebody out there must be prayin' for me,
Ain't it funny how you always find just what you need,
Somebody must be prayin' for me.
Somebody must be prayin' for me.
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