(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

He said run on love And plant some seeds Don't take anything at all for granted She said raise your hands And raise your babies And never change it

Never wanted anything so bad She got me wishing that she could stay Doesn't even know that I missed my plane Not a single thing I wouldn't trade For a ticket to L.A It was midnight in the middle of JFK Trying to take her mind off the fallin' rain

She was the gold rush By all means, she can get ahead of herself I'll already be there I'll already be there to meet her She's no traitor I've got no chaser (She doesn't love) Anything for herself But for me she goes way in, way in

I'm gonna lose my temper and some sleep It's safe to say that I'm gonna get my payback, if he's anything like me I remember sayin' I don't care either way Just as long as he or she is healthy I'm okay Then the doctor pointed to the corner of the screen

I got a kindhearted woman, do anything in this world for me I love my baby, my baby don't love me She's a kindhearted woman, she studies evil all the time But these evil-hearted women, man, they will not let me be But I really love that woman, can't

I got a kindhearted woman Do anything in this world for me My baby don't love me She's a kindhearted woman She studies evil all the time But these evil-hearted women Man, they will not let me be I love my baby I love my baby, ooh But I really love that

If I hurry I can still make Cheyenne She never knew what his calls might bring With a cowboy like him, it could be anything And she always expected the worst In the back of her mind She said, don't bother comin' home By time you get here I'll be long

Never wanted anything so bad She got me wishing that she could stay Doesn't even know that I missed my plane Not a single thing I wouldn't trade For a ticket to L.A It was midnight in the middle of JFK Trying to take her mind off the fallin' rain

She's got everything she needs She's an artist, she don't look back Proud to steal her anything she sees She never stumbles She's got no place to fall Bow down to her on Sunday Salute her when her birthday comes She can take the dark out of the night