“It never rains in Houston
“On the day you move away.”
It was what my Daddy told me
Standin’ in the old driveway
And Mama said, “You call me.”
As I headed down the road
Couple miles outside of Kerrville
Heard a voice I’d never known
Oklahoma, are you home
Arizona, are you dry
‘Cause Cincinnati
Is Chicago’s only friend
On my way to California in the end
A dream of Ensenada
Where my boots had never gone
Monterrey, now North Dakota
And my brother in Jackson
But all the kids got married
Moved away to raise ‘em up
It was something in the silence
That a woman never loved
Oklahoma, are you home
Arizona, are you dry
‘Cause Cincinnati
Is Chicago’s only friend
On my way to California in the end
And what I’d give for one more try
To look into my mother’s eyes
And on the nights I feel afraid
Old lightning on the wings of rain
Oklahoma, are you home
‘Cause Arizona bled me dry
But give me San Antone
In fields of yellow rose
On my way to California in the snow
Oklahoma, am I home
Arizona, was I right
But Cincinnati
And Chicago took me in
On my way to California in the end
On the way
My way is coming home again
About the Creator
Sawyer Phillips
Singer-songwriter recovering from an injury. *Now pursuing a career in creative writing* Black coffee and late night flights. ☕️✈️✨
Comments (2)
Wow, beautiful song.
This is incredible.