[ Featuring The Flying Squirrels ]
Cracks in your windshield, holes in your life
And you're tryin' to get home, before it gets light
And your old five ton truck don't run good no more
Barely gets up those hills with your foot to the floor
And your horses are tired, your excuses are weak
And you ain't won a race since '73
But all through the night, the trailer just sways
'Cause an east wind, y'know always brings rain
Out on the highway, the big rigs still roll
Out past your life and through your front door
Lights on the skyline, signs on the road
You don't pick up your mail, you don't answer your phone
And your old friends are dead or they've all moved away
Wild flowers grow over their graves
And the paper they throw at the end of the lane
'Cause an east wind y'know always brings rain
Down by the river the ole boys still ride
And the edges are rough as suicide
And the whiskey's got color and the cows feed on grass
Where the windmills pump water and your checks don't go bad
Your blankets are dirty, your eternity frayed
But all through the night, that trailer just sways
So round up those cattle and load up that train
'Cause an east wind y'know always brings rain
