Where do the words come from when you need them?
They make themselves so hard to use
Well, I wouldn't have a date with the blues if I could only find the words
Well, my friends all know that I love them
And my family always brings me home
And I hold nothing up above them
Kin and clan is all that I am
I would shout out my story
With a heavenly glory
If I could only find the words
If I could only find the words
And if I use them right
They'll help me fall asleep tonight
So, I guess I'll have to write a few
'Cause nothing short of words will do
I would shout out my story
With a heavenly glory
If I could only find the words
If I could only find the words
Where do the words come from when you need them?
They make themselves so hard to use
Well, I wouldn't have a date with the blues if I could only find the words
What is it like Captain Steinbeck?
Do you worry 'bout the things you miss?
Well, I do, and I hurry like a fool from 9 to 5
Trying to keep my words alive
I would shout out my story
With a heavenly glory
If I could only find the words
If I could only find the words
If I could only find the words
If I could only find the words
