The Thunder Rolls (Listen to midi)    (Listen to sample)

 

   Am                                          - F

1.    Three-thirty in the morning,      not a soul in sight

E                                                                                              Am

    the city's lookin' like a ghost town on a moonless summer night.

                                                                     F

    Raindrops on the windshield, there's a storm moving in,

E                                                                                                     Am

    he's headin' back from somewhere that he never should have been.

                                G    - D - E                            Am

    And the thunder rolls,            and the thunder rolls.

 

   Am                                            F

2.      Every light is burnin', in a house across town,

E                                                                                 Am

    she's pacin' by the telephone in her faded flannel gown,

                                      F

    askin' for a miracle, hopin' she's not right,

E                                                                         Am

    prayin' it's the weather that's kept him out all night.

                                 G  - D - E                            Am     - G - Am

    And the thunder rolls,           and the thunder rolls

 

                             F    - G                             Am       - G - Am

And the thunder rolls        and the lightnin' strikes,

                                  F   - G                           E      - G - E

another love grows cold       on a sleepless night.

                                 F  - G                  Am  - G - Am

As the storm blows on        out of control,

                      F   - G                     Am

deep in her heart      the thunder rolls.

 

   Am                                                             F

3.     She's waitin' by the window, when he pulls into the drive,

E                                                                    Am

    she rushes out to hold him, thankful he's alive,

                                                   F

    but on the wind and rain, a strange new perfume blows,

                   E                                                  /                            Am

    and the lightnin' flashes in her eyes, and he knows that she knows.

                                G  - D - E                           Am  - G - Am

    And the thunder rolls,         and the thunder rolls.           + CHORUS         

 

    (Garth Brooks)