And the sound of distant thunder. The tall weeds lay flat down On the hard flat Kansas ground. And a sad song in her head, Kept blowin' round. She barely even knew his name,

I wonder, shall you be saved Climbing up back woods with palms quaking and thundering Out out out way way out south land I need you sunshine this rains a poured Cry down and out film reflecting that reflection Send me a car these feet can't take it no

Into the mouth of hell Torrential rain at the helm of death It drowns the weak, battering the rest Black walls of waves pummel to capsize The roaring thunder overshadows our cries I will try to pour all of myself into this life Before I die Into the

How great Thou art, how great Thou art Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee O Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder Thy power throughout the universe

(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

Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers If you want the things you love You must have showers So when you hear it thunder Don't run under a tree There'll be pennies from heaven For you and me Every time it rains It rains pennies from heaven

For you to feel alive Mine is yours and yours is mine In your honor I would die tonight Can you hear me Hear me screamin' Breaking in the muted skies This thunder heart Like bombs beating

And the sound of distant thunder. The tall weeds lay flat down On the hard flat Kansas ground. And a sad song in her head, Kept blowin' round. She barely even knew his name,

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? You better run, you better take cover Living in a land down under Where women glow and men plunder Where women glow and men plunder? And he said Traveling in a fried-out combie On a hippie trail, head full of

Looks good on that neon buzzin' on the wall But darling, it don't match your eyes I'm tellin' you You don't need that guy It's so black and white He's stealin' your thunder Baby, blue ain't your color Blue looks good on the sky