The whippoorwills were crying in the falling rain   Far away a whistle hailed a passing train   Out in the country summer was almost gone   The fields were turning rusty and the hills were turning brown      Now I think of you when summer stars are on the rise   I think of you with a bottle of wine and lazy eyes   Playing rock and roll songs on an old guitar   Getting drunk and sleeping out in my backyard      Now sometimes I just lie awake and I hear the wind   Blowing through the seasons of my heart again   My dreams are mostly lost and found on other streets, in other towns   But babe, you know, I still look out for you      The cars were all abandoned on the city streets   When snow had left us stranded then we used our feet   And wound up drinking whiskey in a crowded bar   And now when it starts storming I wonder where you are      'Cause you said that I was crazy to believe in you   You said to never trust a man who sings the blues   Well trust and that old guitar was all you'd ever need   If you found a way to love the girl in me      Other boys I knew were just like shiny dimes   Tossed and spent, they came and went a hundred times   Nothing was as rough on me as giving up on you   Now it seems like every bar in town's got boys who sing the blues