Three thir ty in the morn ing,
not a soul in sight,
the cit y’s look in’ like a ghost town
on a moon less sum mer night.
Rain drops on the wind shield; there’s a storm
mov in’ in.
He’s head ing back from some where
that he nev er should have been.
And the thun der rolls,
and the thun der rolls.
Three thir ty in the morn ing,
not a soul in sight,
the cit y’s look in’ like a ghost town
on a moon less sum mer night.
Rain drops on the wind shield; there’s a storm
mov in’ in.
He’s head ing back from some where
that he nev er should have been.
And the thun der rolls,
and the thun der rolls.
The thun der (Bb)rolls
and the light ning strikes.
An oth er love grows (Bb)cold
on a sleep less (A)night.
As the storm goes (Bb)on
out of con trol,
deep in her heart
the thun der (Dm)rolls.
This page shows “The Thunder Rolls” by Garth Brooks in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of G at 80 BPM, a slightly more challenging arrangement — practice each phrase slowly first.