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

Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers 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 Don't you know each cloud contains pennies from heaven?

We're like thunder in the rain You're fire, I'm lightning We're burning at the core Girl we're a perfect storm Every time our hearts collide I can feel our love come alive It's the same, baby Hear the rumble in your chest Feel the wind coming off your

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

Sent to the islands to secure what is ours Marching ashore in the cover of night Hide until dawn and attack in the twilight Shake them awake with the thunder of guns Orders from the iron maiden, get the islands back Failure will not be accepted, call for

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

From desert plains I bring you love Full moon is rising The sky is black I need your call I'm coming back The road is straight cast Wind's in my eyes The engine roars between my thighs Wild mountain thunder Echoes my quest

I put the rage in a river, roll in a thunder But you kept me from going under When that current got too heavy I always thought I'd be a heap of metal And a cloud of smoke, foot stuck to the pedal Sold for parts like a junkyard rusted-out Chevy Fear I've

Crack of the lightning splitting the ground Thunder is sounding, artillery pounding Wrath of the Nazi's cast on Bastogne Facing their forces alone Alone, alone Sent from the skies jumped into the unknown The march to Berlin has begun Spearhead the charge

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