And I, I was married in the town where I was born And the rain, it pulled in the fields around the farm And her, the dust in her hair and that kid in her arms I bed early, one night in the wind of a silent storm My skin in her mother's hands, dish soap and a wedding band One voice, it only speaks so loud here One voice, it only speaks so loud here And Bobby, under the awning to shake the sun He says listen, I'm the highest day when it's dead and gone And the saddle is like a freight train a-rollin' through And the rain, when it stops you'll know what's comin' through Don't fill his head with that, the bar's only two and a half One voice, it only speaks and they call your name And they take you down past the dirt, great fields and miles of telephone lines Three, it was three long years ago Five, five years come sometime after four And I, I duck my head in the stream and pray And the water, it'll listen but it don't carry away