She left Oklahoma for California

Sun glasses on the brim of her hat

Smoke was porin from that old Cadilac

But she wasnt turnin back.



Just outside of Flagstaff

Motor blew on Coup De Ville

Just in time she saw a sign

There was a Texico waitin

at the bottom of the hill

and she said



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 coverd in grease and dirt

She said,