I dream with my eyes open
I see with my eyes closed
I watch through many windows

Heaven only knows
Some words can't be spoken
Some things can't be explained

Out when it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
Black crow he's the joker

Red rail hawk's the king
Diamondback he's the tax man
He don't miss a thing

Out where there's no forgiveness
Out where's there's no blame
Out where it's gets lonesome

In the early summer rain
There's wind down in these ditches
There's red dust on the rye

But there's storm up on the ridges
There's a silver tear in my eyes
All I know is you my friend

Will not see my pain
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain

There's a red flying horse by the roadside
Spreading his wings again
Me and him are gonna take a little ride

Hope we catch a good tail wind
Take me to the purple mountain
Where nobody knows my name

Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
There's wind down in these ditches

There's red dust on the rye
But there's storm up on the ridges
There's a silver tear in my eyes

All I know is you my friend
Will not see my pain
Out where it gets lonesome

In the early summer rain
All I know is you my friend
Will not see my pain

Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain

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Writer(s): KEVIN WELCH