Sykamore - Pray for Rain lyrics

He grew up in a cornfield And learned how to say a rain prayer To the sky He worked beside his daddy Like a well-oiled machine And ran with pride And daddy always said "Missouri is the last drop in the land." But just beyond the fields ahead A hunger for the world is what he felt [Chorus] One day I'll be the one you'll all see A man and his fiddle In a little heaven on the stage And one day I'll be awake in my dreams Playing like it's keeping me alive And I'll leave small-town Missouri For all time His daddy didn't like it But he watched him load his truck And hit the road His oldest boy was headed West To play the game And sow his wildest oats He told him, "I'll be back again As soon as I come through that radio And [?] Daddy, pray for rain And I'll be praying for you as I go." [Chorus] One summer night His daddy woke from sleep He switched on the radio To fill that silent heat And out came the most wonderful Old, familiar sound Outside the rain was falling down [x2] [Chorus x2] And I'll leave small-town Missouri behind...