Prayin' it Don't Rain

Daddy sent me down to the hardware store
To get some red paint for the new barn door
When I pulled in the parking lot there she stood
Well, I smiled at her, and she winked at me
She said nice to meet you, I m Emily
And she wrote her number in the dust, on my hood
Well, I left my cell phone back at home
And I ain t got a pen
And I could smell a storm a comin in the wind
So, Lord please bless this truck
The tires are as worn as this old clutch
In third gear it always likes to stick
And I need to get home quick
One drop of water could change it all
So, god please don t let it fall
It s just five more miles to Cherry Lane
And I m prayin it don t rain
Daddy d kill me if he knew
I was prayin against something the crops could use
But daddy ain t seen them legs on Emily
Well, I ve outrun my buddies and the sheriff now
On the back roads in this town
But I ain t ever tried to outrun a storm cloud
So, Lord please bless this truck
The tires are as worn as this old clutch
In third gear it always likes to stick
And I need to get home quick
One drop of water could change it all
So, god please don t let it fall
It s just three more miles to Cherry Lane
And I m prayin it don t rain
Oh, rain, rain stay away
Won t you come again another day?
And so much ain t ridin on, Goodbye Chevrolet
So, Lord please bless this truck
The tires are as worn as this old clutch
In third gear it always likes to stick
And I need to get home quick
One drop of water could change it all
So god please don t let it fall
It s just one more mile to Cherry Lane
And I m prayin it don t rain
I m prayin it don t rain
I m prayin it don t rain
I m prayin it don t rain