She left Oklahoma for California
  Sunglasses on the brim of her hat
  Smoke was pourin' from that old Cadillac
  But she wasn't turnin' back
    Just outside of Flagstaff
  Motor blew on her Coup De Ville
  Just in time she saw a sign
  There's was a Texaco waitin' at the bottom of the hill
  And she said
    Somebody must be prayin' for me
  Somebody out there must be prayin' for me
  Must be angels I can't see
  Somebody must be prayin' for me, yeah
    A boy about 20 climbed out of a truck
  All covered in grease and dirt
  She said, "Hey Charles," but he just laughed
  He said, "I'm wearin' my daddy's shirt"
  He stood there lost in her eyes
  Then she got lost in his
    As the years roll by
  She would sigh everytime they kissed
  And she'd say
    Somebody must be prayin' for me
  Somebody out there must be prayin' for me
  Must be angels I can't see
  Somebody must be prayin' for me
    Sometimes she stares out the window
  And wonders about her Hollywood dreams
  But when she tucks her kids in bed
  She softly whispers as they fall asleep
    Somebody must be prayin' for me
  Somebody out there must be prayin' for me
  Ain't it funny how you find just what you need
  Somebody must be prayin' for me
    Somebody must be prayin' for me
  Prayin' for me, yeah