Without a penny to her name, Without a hope without a prayer, She stepped out the rain, To find a life somehow somewhere.
Down on Highway 49, old trucker saw her there, Stopped and offered her way To find a life somehow somewhere.
Chorus: talking he could tell, She had spent some time in hell. Got used to walking in the rain. She learned to come to terms with pain. said, \"This world just aint' fair, I'll find a life somehow somewhere.\"
He said, \"This pain you feel I know, Cause I've been here and I've been there. I've looked high and I've looked low, To find life somehow somewhere.
In all my far and wide, There is an answer I can share: You'e got to look deep down inside, find yourself in there somewhere.
Chorus
At a stoplight in Champaigne, Near the downtown city square, She stepped out into the rain, To find a somehow somewhere.
Before the trucker pulled away, He bowed his head and said prayer: \"Good Lord, may this be the day, She finds a life somehow somewhere.\"