CSeven lonely Gdays and a Cdozen towns aFgo,
I Creached out one Fnight and you were Cgone.C7
FDon't know why you'd Grun, what you're Crunning to or Amfrom,
D7all I know is I want to bring you G7home.
So I'm Cwalking in the Grain, Cthumbing for a Fride on this
Clonely KenFtucky Cbackroad.C7
I've Floved you much too Glong and Cmy love's too Amstrong
to D7let you go, never knowing what went G7wrong.Fmaj7
D7Kentucky rain keeps pouring CdoBmwn Emand up ahead's another Amtown
Gthat FI'll Emgo Fwalking Cthru Fmaj7with the Crain in my Emshoes,AmEmC
Amsearchin Am7for Fyou G7in the cold Kentucky Crain, EmF
in the G7cold Kentucky Crain.
CShowed your photoGgraph to some Cold gray bearded Fmen
sitting Con a bench outFside a gen'ral Cstore.C7
They said "FYes, she's been Ghere" but their Cmem'ry wasn't Amclear,
was it D7yesterday, no, wait the day beG7fore.
So I Cfin'ly got a Gride with a Cpreacher man who
Fasked: "Where you Cbound on such a dark FafterCnoon?"C7
As we Fdrove on thru the Grain as he lCistened
I exAmplained and he D7left me with a prayer that I'd find G7you.Fmaj7
D7Kentucky rain keeps pouring CdoBmwn Emand up ahead's another Amtown
Gthat FI'll Emgo Fwalking Cthru Fmaj7with the Crain in my Emshoes,AmEmC
Amsearchin Am7for Fyou G7in the cold Kentucky Crain, EmF
in the G7cold Kentucky CrainEmF, in the G7cold...
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