Three thirty in the mornin'

Not a soul in sight

The city's looking like a ghost town

On a moonless summer night

Rain drops on the windshield

There's a storm movin' in

He's heading back from somewhere

That he never should have been



And the thunder rolls, and the thunder rolls



Every light is burning

In the house across town

She's pacing by the telephone

In her faded flannel gown

Asking for a miracle

Hoping she's not right

Praying it's the weather

That's kept him out all night



And the thunder rolls, and the thunder rolls



The thunder rolls, and the lightning strikes

Another love grows cold

On a sleepless night

As the storm rolls on, out of control

Deep in her heart, the thunder rolls



She's waiting 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

The lightning flashes in her eyes

And he knows that she knows



And the thunder rolls, and the thunder rolls



The thunder rolls, and the lightning strikes

Another love grows cold

On a sleepless night

As the storm rolls on, out of control

Deep in her heart, the thunder rolls



She runs back down the hallway

To 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



The thunder rolls, and the lightning strikes

Another love grows cold

On a sleepless night

As the storm rolls on, out of control

Deep in her heart.....



The Thunder Rolls