Baby, it's about time, oh ohBringing back the sunshine Got my hands on the wheel and I'm flying Heart beat loud as the thunder rolls Lightning on the stampede of lightning roll I'm bringing back the sunshine Been forever since I've been gone Haven't held

I am an old woman named after my mother My old man is another child that's grown old If dreams were lightning thunder was desire This old house would have burnt down a long time ago Make me an angel that flies from Montgom'ry Make me a poster of an old

Wild, my breath of wonder Child, running like thunder Brace for the explosion Wild is for the open Locked in a mainstream melody Oh, I wanna take you in If you come around, I come a running Once through the fire again The weather, the wind is picking up

I want to go home Oh, how I want to go home I want to go home, yeah Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City I dreamed about them cotton fields of home I dreamed about my mother, dear old pappy, sister and brother And I dreamed about the girl who's

(Oh) the thunder, Hell or Glory I don't want anything in between Then came a baby boy with long eyelashes Daddy said, "you gotta show the world the thunder!" Life's just a pay stub on death Only less diligent

And I guess that's why they call it the blues Time on my hands could be time spent with you Laughing like children, living like lovers Rolling like thunder under the covers Wait on me girl Cry in the night if it helps But more than ever I simply love you

None of us who cry know we can hope, break off Baby that's enough thunder Tell me are you with me Oh Ohwe can all stay down, on one out there So he's provoking our, on the one for out there Tell me are you with me? We can hope for heartbreak now 'Cause non

Turn up the night! A rumble of thunder, I'm suddenly under your spell No rhyme or reason, or time of the season, but oh ohwell The darkened deliver, I shake and I shiver down your soul So get a good hold, yeah Turn up the night, it feels so right! You know

These thunderclouds, oh, no These thunderclouds, oh, no, no Where'd the love go? When all is said and done Hey now, put your hands in the air I'ma go through your stuff You're sayin' those words like you hate me now (wo-oah) Our house is burning when

Oh, when the saints go marching in When the saints go marching in I want to be in that number I still, want to be in that number When the sun refuses to shine I'm going to sing aloud and thunder Oh, when the saints go marching in Yes, I want to be in