My wanderings had taken me far from my home I met a pretty woman said she's tired of being alone Well one thing led to another You know how things go So we packed her up and headed back To my little Texas home Well I told her once and I told her twice I'ts the best that I could do Life in Tornado alley is where I live, don't be confused But she was quite insistent, professed to me her love I warned her where I lived Now she's moved here and it's done Storm seasons always come, storm seasons go Never seems to stay the same but the wind always blows Uncomfortable summer, cold in winter times Very, very few moments when everything's just right But me, I've always lived here Yes I've been born and raised It's funny what you can get used to If you take the time and don't count the days It's mostly just flat land, not much to see And I know she's bored and probably blames it all on me And I'm sure it is quite different, it's not what she thought Tornado alley's not a dream, but it's sure as hell what she got Then of course there come a time a storm came roaring through And I seen the look in her eyes, wondering what the hell she got herself in to Wish nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Froma freight train running through the middle of a room Just want out alive But me, I've always lived here Yes I've been born and raised It's funny what you can get used to If you take the time and don't count the days Well after that, things changed, she said something about the fall And how the waters rushed and roared, I heard a coyote call On and on, long stories, of places I'd never seen She'd get that faraway look in her eyes that did not include me Maybe I should have known, there's something about this place And unlike the wind that blows through here, she's gone without a trace Well me, I just go on, but back to being alone Tornado alley's where I live and have always called my home 'Cuz me, I've always lived here Yes I've been born and raised It's funny how you can get used to If you take the time If you take the time