Lyrics:

(Chorus)
f Ce
Look Out, Cleveland, The Storm Is Comin' Through,
dm7 Ame Dmf G7 C
And It's Runnin' Right Up On You.
f Ce
Look Out, Houston, There'll Be Thunder On The Hill;
dm7 Ame Dmf G7 C
Bye-Bye, Baby, Don't Cha Lie So Still.

g C
Was Wedn'sday Evenin' When First We Heard The Word,
g C
It Did Not Come By Train Nor Bird.
e7 Am Amg
T'was When Ben Pike Stepped Down To Say,
f G C