Songwriters: Robertson, Robbie;
Look out, Cleveland, the storm is comin' through
And it's runnin' right up on you
Look out, Houston, there'll be thunder on the hill
Bye bye, baby, don't you lie so still
Was Wedn'sday evenin' when first we heard the word
It did not come by train nor bird
T'was when Ben pike stepped down to say
"This old town's gonna blow away"
Look out, Cleveland, the storm is comin' through
And it's runnin' right up on you
Look out, Houston, there'll be thunder on the hill
Bye bye, baby, don't you lie so still
Chain lightnin', frightnin' as it may seem
Must not be mistaken for just another dream
Justice of the peace don't know his own fate
But you'll go down in the shelter late
Look out, Cleveland, the storm is comin' through
And it's runnin' right up on you
Look out, Houston, there'll be thunder on the hill
Bye bye, baby, don't you lie so still
Hidin' your money won't do no good, no good
Build a big wall, you know you would if you could, yeah
When clouds of warnin' come into view
It'll get the ol' woman right outta of her shoe
Look out, Cleveland, the storm is comin' through
And it's runnin' right up on you
Look out, Houston, there'll be thunder on the hill
Bye bye, baby, don't you lie so still
