Lyrics: Robbie Robertson
Music: Robbie Robertson
Sung by Chris Robinson with Phil Lesh & Friends as part of their tribute
to Levon Helm.
Chorus
Look Out, Cleveland, the storm is coming through
And it's running right up on you
Look out, Houston, There'll be thunder on the hill
Bye-bye, baby, don't you lie so still
Was Wednesday evening when first we heard the word
It did not come by train nor bird
It was when Ben Pike stepped down to say
This old town's gonna blow away
Chain lightning, frightning as it may seem
Must not be mistaken for just another dream
Justice of peace don't know his own fate
But he'll go down in the shelter late
[chorus]
Hiding your money won't do no good
Build a big wall, you know you would if you could, yeah
When clouds of warning come into view
It'll get the old woman right out of her shoe
[chorus]