The Thunder Rolls Lyrics By Garth Brooks

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Thunder Rolls Lyrics by Garth Brooks

Three thirty in the morning, Not a soul in sight, The city's lookin' like a ghost townOn a moonless summer night. Raindrops on the windshield, There's a storm moving in. He's headin' back from somewhereThat 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 telephoneIn her faded flannel gown. Askin' for a miracle, Hopin' she's not right, Prayin' it's the weatherThat's kept him out all night.And the thunder rolls. And the thunder rolls.

(Chorus)The thunder rollsAnd 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.

She's waitin' by the window When he pulls into the drive She rushes out to hold him Thankful he's alive Through all the wind and rainA strange new perfume blows And the lightnin' flashes in her eyesAnd he knows that she knows And the thunder rolls And the thunder rolls

*chorus*

The End