X

WELL IT'S HOT TODAY AND COLD THE NEXT,
YOU DON'T KNOW WHICH EXTREME TO EXPECT.
FROM THUNDER AND LIGHTNING TO DRIVING SNOW.
THE STORM IS THREATENING, THE BLOOD RUNS COLD.

SO YOU HAD YOUR TROUBLE, YOU SAW THE WAR.
YOU HEARD THE WARNING SO MUCH BEFORE.
LOOK AROUND AND SEE WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY.
LOOK OUT THE KILLER IS ON THE WAY.

BUT THE TOWN GOES ALONG JUST AS ALWAYS,
WITH A MAD RUSH A RACIN' HOME,
UNAWARE OF THE TERROR UPON THEM.
HEAR THE WHISTLING WIND. LORD WE ALL NEED A FRIEND.

AND OUR NEIGHBOR NEEDS MORE THAN JUST A LITTLE RELIEF,
SINCE DEVASTATION CAME IN A WHIRL.
AND NOW IN HIS HOUR OF TERROR AND GRIEF,
HE'S GOTTA START REBUILDING HIS WORLD.

SO HELP UNTIL YOU FEEL IT. GIVE TILL IT HURTS.
TILL EVERYONE IS DOING HIS PART.
AND WHEN IT FEELS BAD IN YOUR ACHIN' BACK,
IT'LL FEEL REAL GOOD IN YOUR HEART.

(guitar solo)

THERE'S AN X ON A SIGN IN THE HIGHWAY,
IN A PILE IN THE PATH OF THE TWISTER,
ON THE GROUND WHERE THE TOWN IS NO LONGER. OH LORD.
HEAR THE WHISTLING WIND. LORD WE ALL NEED A FRIEND.

AND I STOP AND HELP A NEIGHBOR UP OUT OF A DITCH.
I DROP WHAT I'M A DOIN' AND RUN.
HE CALLED THAT BIG TORNADO A SON-OF-A-BITCH,
OH MOTHER NATURE LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE.

SO HELP UNTIL YOU FEEL IT. GIVE TILL IT HURTS.
TILL EVERYONE IS DOING HIS PART.
AND WHEN IT FEELS BAD IN YOUR ACHIN' BACK,
IT'LL FEEL REAL GOOD IN YOUR HEART.

(chorus repeats and fades out)