Lyrics:

Look out, Cleveland, the storm is coming through
And it's running right up on you
Look out, Houston, there'll be thunder on the hill
Bye-bye, baby, don't cha lie so still

Was Wednesday evening when first we heard the word
It did not come by train nor bird
'Twas when Ben Pike stepped down to say
'This old town's gonna blow away'

Chain lightning, frightening as it may seem
Must not be mistaken for just another dream
Justice of peace don't know his own fate
But he'll go down in the shelter late

Look out, Cleveland, the storm is coming through
And it's running right up on you
Look out, Houston, there'll be thunder on the hill
Bye-bye, baby, don't cha lie so still

Hiding your money won't do no good
Build a big wall, you know you would if you could, yeah
When clouds of warning come into view
It'll get the ol' woman right outta her shoe

Look out, Cleveland, the storm is coming through
And it's running right up on you
Look out, Houston, there'll be thunder on the hill
Bye-bye, baby, don't cha lie so still