(Opener): SIDES
FACE GRAND SQUARE
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 – ALLEMANDE LEFT and
WEAVE THE RING
The thunder rolls - and the lightnin' strikes
– SWING your baby – PROMENADE
tonight
As the storm blows on - out of control
Deep in her heart - the thunder
rolls…
(Figure): The HEADS
PROMANDE the girl HALFWAY ‘round the ring
Walk right in and SQUARE THRU FOUR
- four hands ‘round I sing
Go all the way and then you do the
RIGHT AND LEFT THRU
VEER LEFT and then - FERRIS WHEEL
that’s what you do
SQUARE THRU THREE, three quarter
long - SWING your baby PROMENADE her home
As the storm blows on - out of
control
Deep in her heart - the thunder
rolls…
(Middle Break): SIDES
FACE GRAND SQUARE
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 – do an ALLEMANDE LEFT and WEAVE
The thunder rolls - and the lightnin' strikes
A love grows cold - on a sleepless
night
As the storm blows on - out of
control
Deep in her heart - the thunder
rolls…
(Closer): SIDES
FACE GRAND SQUARE
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
Well FOUR LADIES PROMENADE walking along SWING with your girl and PROMENADE
As the storm blows on - out of control
Deep in her heart - the thunder
rolls…
(Tag): The thunder rolls…
ORIGINAL 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
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
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
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
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