I'm on that stretch of 35
where the road work never seems to end;
I'm on that stretch of 35
where the road work never seems to end.
Just like that stretch of 35,
I feel like I'm never gonna mend.
The sky's so big at night here
and the radio beacons glow for miles.
The sky's so big at night here,
the radio beacons glow for miles.
They make me feel so lonesome.
I think I'll follow them a while.
After a long drought-filled summer,
the valley is dry as bones;
after a long inscrutable summer,
the valley is dry as bones.
But I know the rain is coming,
and I want to be there when it does.
Yes, I know the rain is coming,
and I'm gonna be there when it does.