Well, there's some big black clouds
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That's a blowin' in from the west
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I've been drivin' all day
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Lord, I sure could use some rest
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And there's a motel up ahead where I can unwind
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'Cause I sure love thunderstorms and neon signs
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I grew up on the road from town to town
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My daddy's line of work kept us movin' around
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I got fond memories of the way things were back then
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The warmth of a neon when a cold storm is movin' in
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Listen to the opry in a small cafe
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When we stop to get a bite along the way
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Whenever I hear the wheels begin to whine
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It takes me back to another time
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I got a real nice room with a radio and TV
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This here motel livin' is the only life for me
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And it looks like it'll be rainin' for quite some time
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Mixed with the lightning is the glow from a neon sign
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Listen to the opry in a small cafe
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When we stop to get a bite along the way
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Whenever I hear the wheels begin to whine
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It takes me back to another time
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Well, there's some big black clouds
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That's a blowin' in from the west
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I've been drivin' all day
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Lord, I sure could use some rest
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And there's a motel up ahead where I can unwind
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'Cause I sure love thunderstorms and neon signs
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'Cause I sure love thunderstorms and neon signs
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Thunderstorms And Neon Signs
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Hank Williams III |