Lawrence Hammond - Tornado's Comin' Down lyrics

It's might still that this day's been sleeping' Ain't been one bird up peepin' Thunderheads been creepin' across the golden Oklahoma fields Something 'bout that sky I've seen before Sets a memory burnin', churning like them clouds are turnin' in an angry wheel Well, Jody, run and get your sisters down from the hayloft Pray your Ma gets held up down in town Tornado's comin' down Above the quiet field the sky is seethin' Ain't no liven' thing that's breathing' easy When the Lord of Light hurls down the demon of the sky Just now Greg McKay drives up, rolls his window down and shouts I just make out some words about my haystack's gonna fly Well, Jody, son, I sure wish now that we'd had time to bail them Just make sure you nail them shutters sound Tornado's comin' down Now we're runnin' for the storm cellar Sky's aturned that darkish yeller color that a man don't wish to see but once in all his life Hurry, girls, Amanda, don't you worry about Daisy, she's a big dog, she'll run some place she'll be safe where she can hide Hear the wind start screaming and the air's alive with things of man whose rightful place was rooted on the ground Tornado's com in' down And here she comes touching down in sweet grain drivin' my poor windmill insane s**in' down the furrows towards the place my Pa was laid to rest A rattler twisting' down from some old hook Strikin' like a scythe, writhin' like the Devil tryin' to wring his own neck s**in' up long years of toil as if that sky was cravin' soil Throwin' down a curse on fertile ground Tornado's comin' down