Lyrics:

(Mary Chapin Carpenter)The whippoorwills were crying in the falling rainFar away a whistle hailed a passing trainOut in the country summer was almost goneThe fields were turning rusty and the hills were turning brownNow I think of you when summer stars are on the riseI think of you with a bottle of wine and lazy eyesPlaying rock and roll songs on an old guitarGetting drunk and sleeping out in my backyardNow sometimes I just lie awake and I hear the windBlowing through the seasons of my heart againMy dreams are mostly lost and found on other streets, in other townsBut babe, you know, I still look out for youThe cars were all abandoned on the city streetsWhen snow had left us stranded then we used our feetAnd wound up drinking whiskey in a crowded barAnd now when it starts storming I wonder where you are'Cause you said that I was crazy to believe in youYou said to never trust a man who sings the bluesWell trust and that old guitar was all you'd ever needIf you found a way to love the girl in meOther boys I knew were just like shiny dimesTossed and spent, they came and went a hundred timesNothing was as rough on me as giving up on youNow it seems like every bar in town's got boys who sing the blues