I saw the lightning flash, I heard the thunder roar
From across the Mississippi.
It was the fifth of July, And my old two barrel was really jumping.
ut the thunder roared louder ’n all
Cause by God the storm was a coming.
Black clouds eating up the July sun,
Spoiling everybody’s fun,
Swamp grass hissing like a rattlesnake,
Willow tree trying not to break its back,
Hound dog shaking cause there ain’t no place to hide.
Louder and louder
Blacker than the ace of spades
Louder and louder
Eating up the bright sunny day
Louder and louder
Cause Mother Nature meant it this way.
The old joints shakin' like a twig on a tree
Shingles flying off the roof,
Window panes busting in a million pieces,
The front porch rocking and a rolling,
Hope to God the end is near —
Cause this house ain’t taking much more.
Louder and louder
Blacker than the ace of spades
Louder and louder
Eating up the bright sunny day
Louder and louder
Cause Mother Nature meant it this way.
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