Your silent tears are falling on your suitcase in the hall
And your trembling voice keep telling me we’re through
You say you’re going far away from me and Idaho
To Missouri where the hurt can’t get to you

But that silver bird can’t take you
From the cloudy things in life
So don’t let a lover’s quarrel end it all
You can’t run away and hide yourself
When things don’t go just right
Anywhere you go you’ll find that tears will fall

Cause it rains just the same in Missouri
As it does here in old Idaho
You’ll cry just the same and you’ll find that it rains
In Missouri or wherever you go

You seem to think that leaving me and Idaho behind
Will keep all the rainy days from you
But out there in Missouri there’ll be times the sun won’t shine
And you’re bound to find the skies not always blue

You’ll cry just the same and you’ll find that it rains
In Missouri or wherever you go