Opened my window in the dead of the nightFelt that wind blow, saw the lightning strikeWell there's more storms coming It sure was a sunny dayBut there's more storms coming More storms coming my wayWhistle floating on down the track Baby's going, she won't be backAnd there's more storms coming Just watch that sky turn grayYeah, there's more storms coming More storms coming my wayWhistle floating on down the track Baby's going, she won't be backFuture yells and the hound dog moans Tryin' to tell me what I always knowWell, there's more storms coming I already smell the rainWell, there's more storms coming More storms coming my wayWell, there's more storms comingMore storms coming my way
