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