Garth Brooks Lyrics

Album: Double Live

The Thunder Rolls (LONG) Lyrics

Three thirty in the morning, 

Not a soul in sight, 

The city's lookin' like a ghost town

On a moonless summer night. 

Raindrops on the windshield, 

There's a storm moving in. 

He's headin' back from somewhere

That 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 telephone

In her faded flannel gown. 

Askin' for miracle, 

Hopin' she's not right, 

Prayin' it's the weather 

That's kept him out all night.

And the thunder rolls. 

And the thunder rolls. 

(Chorus)

The thunder rolls

And 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 

But on the wind and rain

A strange new perfume blows 

And the lightnin' flashes in her eyes

And he knows that she knows 

And the thunder rolls 

And the thunder rolls 

*chorus* 

(THIRD VERSE) 

She runs back down the hallway 

Through the bedroom door 

She reaches for the pistol

Kept in the dresser drawer 

Tells the lady in the mirror 

He won't do this again

Cause tonight will be the last time

She'll wonder where he's been