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The Thunder Rolls (Garth Brooks)
Nashville Tribute Collection
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3:30 in the morning, not a soul in sight
City's lookin' like a ghost town on a moonless summer night
Raindrops on the wind-shield, there's a storm movin' in
He's headin' back from somewhere that he never should have been
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
Every light is burnin' in a house across town
She's pacin' by the telephone in her faded flannel gown
Askin' for a miracle, and hopin' she's not right
Prayin' it's the weather that's kept him out all night
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
The thunder rolls, and the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold on a sleepless night
As the storm blows on out of control
Deep in her heart, the thunder rolls
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She's waitin' by the window, when he pulls into the drive
She rushes out to hold him, thankful he's alive
But on the wind, and the rain, a strange new perfume blows
And the lightnin' flashes in her eyes, and he knows that she knows
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
The thunder rolls, and the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold on a sleepless night
As the storm blows on out of control
Deep in her heart, the thunder rolls
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