3 A.M. by the courthouse chime
I wonder what they call this town
Sang my last song a few hours ago
And the road fever's got me down
Here comes the rain, here comes the rain
Soft as the sound
Of a far away train
3 A.M. is a lonesome time
And no time to be alone
Packed my guitar, I'm back in the car
I wish that we were headin' home
Here comes the rain, here comes the rain
Soft as the sound
Of a far away train
Read all the papers and magazines
And the Bible that I found in the drawer
From a hotel window, all these towns look the same
And tomorrow, there will be one more
Here comes the rain, here comes the rain
Soft as the sound
Of a far away train
Here comes the rain, here comes the rain
Soft as the sound
Of a far away train
