A Perfect Day To Chase Tornados - Jim White

A Perfect Day To Chase Tornados - Jim White
Way down south I know a girl who is blind
She walks alone along a lonely highway
Each day
She dreams that one day a man will pull up
In a car
He'll open up the door she'll climb in and he will say
He say hey babe
What you know
Hope you're ready to go
'Cause today is a perfect day
To chase tornados
To chase tornados
Yeah when the wild wind whips around your head you know
That you have found a perfect day
To chase tornados
And what about that preacher man on the run from the law
He killed a girl in Memphis
And ran 'till the dogs tracked him down
They shot him by the river
And as he lay dying in the mud
Well someone asked him hey Preacher
Where's your soul going now
And Preacher said well
I do not know
But wherever it is I'll gladly go
'Cause today is a perfect day
To chase tornados
Chase tornados
Yeah when the wild wind kicks around your head you know
That you have found a perfect day
To chase tornados
Tornados
Chase tornados
Tornados
Chase tornados
To chase tornados
To chase tornados
To chase tornados
To chase tornados
Sometimes I think the sky is a prison
And the earth it is a grave
And sometimes I feel like Jesus
In some Chinese opera
And sometimes I'm glad I built my mansion from crazy little stones
But sometimes I feel so godd**ned trapped by
Everything that I know
And I wish it wasn't so
'Cause the only thing that anyone should ever know
Is that today is a perfect day
Yeah to chase tornados
Yeah to chase tornados
Yeah when the wild wind whips around your head you know
That you have found a perfect day
To chase tornados
To chase tornados
Chase tornados
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