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