Storm Warning - Jim Byrnes

Look just over the horizon you see a cold front coming on

And just a few short miles behind your smile I can see a storm

Well look up in the sky and it’s clear outside

But it’s clear in here that something about to die

I don’t know the reason why, but I can tell by that look in your eye

Oh, I can hear the storm warning

It’s right there in the tone of your voice

The way it’s standing here, it’s a fork in the road

And it’s time to make a choice

And staring thought this fog, it’s clear to see,

My sticking round here ain’t good for you or for me

I don’t know the reason why, but I can tell by that look in your eye

Discretion is the better part of valour

Six of one, a half a dozen of the other

No harm, no foul, nobody right or wrong

But I’m hooked up first thing smokin' baby

You can miss me when I’m gone

Now you know this ain’t the first time

That it has rained on our parade

And we both know that when this here wind blows

It’s time to call a spade a spade

It looks we are in for some might rough weather

Just like every other time you and me try to get together

I sure don’t know the reason why, but I can tell by that look in your eye

Discretion is the better part of valour

It’s either six of one, or half a dozen of the other

No harm, no foul, nobody right or wrong

But I’m hooked up first thing smokin' baby

You can miss me when I’m gone