Three

thir-

ty

in

the

morn-

ing

Not

a

soul

in-

sight

The

ci-

ty's

look-

in'

like

a

ghost

town

On

a

moon-

less

summ-

er

night

Rain-

drops

on

the

wind-

shield

There's

a

storm

mov-

ing

in

He's

head-

in'

back

from

some-

where

That

he

nev-

er

should

have

been

And

the

thun-

der

rolls

And

the

thun-

der

rolls

Ev-

ery

light

is

burn-

in'

In

a

house

a-

cross

town

She's

pac-

in'

by

the

tel-

e-

phone

In

her

fad-

ed

flan-

nel

gown

Ask-

in'

for

mir-

a-

cle

Hop-

in'

she's

not

right

Pray-

in'

that

it

is

the

wea-

ther

That's

kept

him

out

all

night

And

the

thun-

der

rolls

And

the

thun-

der

rolls

The

thun-

der

rolls

And

the

light-

nin'

strikes

A-

noth-

er

love

grows

cold

On

a

sleep-

less

night

As

the

storm

blows

on

Out

of

con-

trol

Deep

in

her

heart

The

thun-

der

rolls

She's

wait-

in'

by

the

win-

dow

When

he

pulls

in-

to

the

drive

She

rush-

es

out

to

hold

him

Thank-

ful

he's

a-

live

But

on

the

wind

and

rain

A

strange

new

per-

fume

blows

And

the

light-

nin'

flash-

es

in

her

eyes

And

he

knows

that

she

knows

And

the

thun-

der

rolls

And

the

thun-

der

rolls

The

thun-

der

rolls

And

the

light-

nin'

strikes

A-

noth-

er

love

grows

cold

On

a

sleep-

less

night

As

the

storm

blows

on

Out

of

cont-

rol

Deep

in

her

heart

The

thun-

der

rolls