Thunderhead Lyrics - The Great American Midrange - The Elms

There's a black cloud rising, broad and wide 

Like a dark horizon before my eyes 

Better pray for peace and guard my kin 

'Cause the thunderhead is rolling in 

See the branches swaying, the waters crash 

Through the deeper valley where few will pass 

I will set my feet and raise my chin 

When the thunderhead comes rolling in 

Baby, where will you wait? Where will you go 

When the tide's rushing in the 

And the cold winds come blowing? 

Baby, when the thunderhead's raging 

I will shelter you without breaking 

Keep your lantern burning while skies go dark 

Travel light and fleeting should you embark 

On a journey forged of rugged ground 

And a thunderhead comes bearing down 

Baby, where will you wait? Where will you go 

When the tide's rushing in the 

And the cold winds come blowing? 

Baby, when the thunderhead's raging 

I will shelter you without breaking 

Baby, when the thunderhead's rolling 

Mine will be the hand that you're holding 

Hold me close and steady, do not lose heart 

When the rest go running, I'll not depart 

We will find that well of hope within 

When the thunderhead comes rolling in