| Song | Saddle in the Rain |
| Artist | John Prine |
| Album | Great Days: The John Prine Anthology |
| Lyrics：John Prine Music：John Prine | |
| I wish, i hope, i wonder | |
| Where you're at sometimes | |
| Is your back against the wall? | |
| Or just across the line | |
| Have you been standing in the rain | |
| Reciting nursery rhymes? | |
| Trying to recall | |
| Some long lost kind of peace of mind | |
| Peace of mind | |
| Try spending the night sometime | |
| All alone in a frozen room | |
| Afterneath you've lain | |
| Your saddle in the rain | |
| I dreamed they locked god up | |
| Down in my basement | |
| And he waited there for me | |
| To have this accident | |
| So he could drink my wine | |
| And eat me like a sacrament | |
| And i just stood there like i do | |
| Then i came and went | |
| I came and went | |
| Like a bird in a foreign sky | |
| Couldn't even say good bye | |
| Or come and share the pain | |
| My saddle's in the rain | |
| I saw a friend who doesn't know | |
| If i'm his friend just yet | |
| His eyes and mouth were widely open | |
| And his jaw was set | |
| Like he'd fell off a cliff | |
| And hadn't hit the bottom yet | |
| I wish he wouldn't pull those things on me | |
| Without a net | |
| Without a net | |
| I had him up to the house one time | |
| And we was having a real good time | |
| Then he went and lain | |
| His saddle in the rain | |
| In a laundromat not too far | |
| From the alamo | |
| Sits a girl who stole my records | |
| Very long ago | |
| And she wishes, wants and washes | |
| Out those dirty clothes | |
| As she shuts her eyes and dreams | |
| About her one eyed joe | |
| One eyed joe | |
| Car parked on a dirty road | |
| Heaven knows the load she pulled | |
| Couldn't take the strain | |
| A saddle in the rain |
| Lyrics: John Prine Music: John Prine | |
| I wish, i hope, i wonder | |
| Where you' re at sometimes | |
| Is your back against the wall? | |
| Or just across the line | |
| Have you been standing in the rain | |
| Reciting nursery rhymes? | |
| Trying to recall | |
| Some long lost kind of peace of mind | |
| Peace of mind | |
| Try spending the night sometime | |
| All alone in a frozen room | |
| Afterneath you' ve lain | |
| Your saddle in the rain | |
| I dreamed they locked god up | |
| Down in my basement | |
| And he waited there for me | |
| To have this accident | |
| So he could drink my wine | |
| And eat me like a sacrament | |
| And i just stood there like i do | |
| Then i came and went | |
| I came and went | |
| Like a bird in a foreign sky | |
| Couldn' t even say good bye | |
| Or come and share the pain | |
| My saddle' s in the rain | |
| I saw a friend who doesn' t know | |
| If i' m his friend just yet | |
| His eyes and mouth were widely open | |
| And his jaw was set | |
| Like he' d fell off a cliff | |
| And hadn' t hit the bottom yet | |
| I wish he wouldn' t pull those things on me | |
| Without a net | |
| Without a net | |
| I had him up to the house one time | |
| And we was having a real good time | |
| Then he went and lain | |
| His saddle in the rain | |
| In a laundromat not too far | |
| From the alamo | |
| Sits a girl who stole my records | |
| Very long ago | |
| And she wishes, wants and washes | |
| Out those dirty clothes | |
| As she shuts her eyes and dreams | |
| About her one eyed joe | |
| One eyed joe | |
| Car parked on a dirty road | |
| Heaven knows the load she pulled | |
| Couldn' t take the strain | |
| A saddle in the rain |