Corona
By Mark Neihart
From around age 63 · Music from my 60's, see the decade on the Music page
Lyrics
Corona It’s a heavy train that rolling by In the dark of this night Heavin’ Breathin’ Ghosts are driving hard at it Deep rumble as the cars go by The smoke and the thunder Makes me choke and takes my breath away As the fumes billow forth like the words of a liar Spewin’ out the seeds of hate And it never stops rolling This train it has a name Corona There’s a Blackheart cloud that’s gathering Out on the range Swirl and twirling headlong into the menace Deep rumble and the landscapes change And the smoke and the thunder Rising up to rip the sky in two As the truth hammers down like the rain On the window pane that I’m looking through And it never stops rolling The storm it has a name Corona There’s a vicious rumor being circulated Over the wire Heavin’ Breathin’ Ghosts are driving hard at it Deep rumble as the spark plug fires And the smoke and the thunder Keeps me glued to my TV set As the words of a few take the form of a fire Burning like a cigarette And it never stops rolling This Storm it has a name Corona
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