She left Oklahoma for California
Sunglasses on the brim of her hat
Smoke was pouring from that old Cadillac
But she wasn't turning back
Just outside of Flagstaff
Motor blew on her Coup De Ville
Just in time she saw a sign
There's was a Texaco waiting at the bottom of the hill
And she said
Somebody must be praying for me
Somebody out there must be praying for me
Must be angels I can't see
Somebody must be praying for me, yeah
A boy about 20 climbed out of a truck
All covered in grease and dirt
She said, "Hey Charles," but he just laughed
He said, "I'm wearing my daddy's shirt"
He stood there lost in her eyes
Then she got lost in his
As the years roll by
She would sigh every time they kissed
And she'd say
Somebody must be praying for me
Somebody out there must be praying for me
Must be angels I can't see
Somebody must be praying for me
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
Somebody must be praying for me
Somebody out there must be praying for me
Aren't it funny how you find just what you need
Somebody must be praying for me
Somebody must be praying for me
Praying for me, yeah
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