She left Oklahoma for California
Sunglasses on the brim of her hat
Smoke was pourin' from that old Cadillac

But she wasn't turnin' back

Just outside of Flagstaff

Motor blew on her Coup De Ville
Just in time she saw a sign
There's was a Texaco waitin' at the bottom of the hill

And she said

Somebody must be prayin' for me

Somebody out there must be prayin' for me
Must be angels I can't see
Somebody must be prayin' for me, yeah


A boy about 20 climbed out of a truck
All covered in grease and dirt

She said, "Hey Charles," but he just laughed
He said, "I'm wearin' my daddy's shirt"
He stood there lost in her eyes

Then she got lost in his

As the years roll by

She would sigh everytime they kissed
And she'd say


Somebody must be prayin' for me
Somebody out there must be prayin' for me
Must be angels I can't see

Somebody must be prayin' for me

Sometimes she stares out the window

And wonders about her Hollywood dreams
But when she tucks her kids in bed
She softly whispers as they fall asleep


Somebody must be prayin' for me
Somebody out there must be prayin' for me

Ain't it funny how you find just what you need
Somebody must be prayin' for me


Somebody must be prayin' for me
Prayin' for me, yeah