paroles de chanson Tornado Time - Guy Clark

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

You got your hail stones big as hen eggs boy
Your clouds as green can be
Old mother nature raisin' hell
She parked a pick-up in a tree

Tornado time in Texas
Take the paint right off of your barn
Tornado time in Texas
Blow the tattoo off your arm

Now when pigs fly, no I mean really fly
You can bet that it's blowing hard
Uncle Clarence was sitting in the outhouse
Now he's sitting in the yard

Granny's got the barn cat under her arm
She's got a dish pan over her head
Daddy's counting kids four, five, six
You better bring a loaf of bread

Tornado time in Texas
Take the paint right off of your barn
Tornado time in Texas
Blow the tattoo off your arm

Hiding in the cellar with the canning jars
Sounds like a train up top
Hold your breath and peek outside
To see what we ain't got

But it'll take your wheat, it'll take your corn
Even take your cotton balls
Suck red river just as dry as a bone
Dump it on Wichita falls

Tornado time in Texas
Take the paint right off of your barn
Tornado time in Texas
Blow the tattoo off your arm

Blow the tattoo off your arm
The tattoo off your arm