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my heart is showing
It's terrifying me
You've been hurt before
And I'm a tornado
Are your cellar doors all closed
And is it cold below
Or do you not

Tornado Time in Texas

Guy Clark

Workbench Songs

2006

Well the sky was blacker than a funeral suit
Hotter than a depot stove
Hide in the cellar
Here comes Amarillo
Blowin' down the road

Ya got yer

(What)
Pull up in a raincoat (Yeah yeah)
Whatchoo say tho
Money like tornado (Oh no it don't)
I'm okay tho
Pull up in a raincoat (Oh yeah it do)
Whatchoo

down the shack of your mind
Where did your chill go?
Out of the window?
Here's comes a tornado
You can't even save yourself
No cellar, no basement
No you

the eye of your storm
Drawn to the rain and the rubble, the tornado funnel of a bad one
People like you - you can't calm your own downpours
The wind starts

vibrates
At my rate
So why wait
I hate to be irate
Anger causes rhyme combustion
Like a tornado winds start gustin'
Rhymes unload reload and explode
Riding

Rain, Rain
Go away
Rain on my street another day
Pain, Pain
No, Novacaine
Will I ever be OK?
Never ever thought id end up like this
Like a tornado

Them farmer agriculturists
In Oklahoma we home grow em
TORNADO ALLEY, with that THUNDER
Now
Stomp, clap
And, Rock, back
To the, Bass, kick
And the High,

else
Could I have I become the quietest tornado
Not knowing your house held
Suicide down in the cellar? How else
Would I become a deaf ghost
And did

collapse

With that mortgage, tornado insurance
That house will be my old lady's coffin
Ill winds, more often snatch negroes off porches
Took the curtain