Howe Gelb

The rain disregards
Any agenda under the stars.
The stars are still too far
To get you out or by and far.

The rain and the cracklin' light
Throws thick thunder
And shows off the night.

Get it going.
Get it gone.
When the lightning can't even touch you
And you can't go wrong...

In a 4 door Maverick.

The rain and the twistin' light
Throwing thick thunder
And showing off the night.

Get it going.
Get it gone.
The storm can't touch you
When you can't go wrong...

In a 4 door Maverick.

The roads out here are twice as wide.
When it rains, it pours, then we slide...

In a 4 door Maverick.