[Intro]
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[Verse]
Hanging on a wall just like a thousand times you been there
A picture of a field of dandelions
And a young stud colt a-following
Some old cowboy on a broom mare
a-bound to make it home by dinner time
There s a thunderhead a-coming
From the west and he s sure thinking
The rain would do this dusty dirt some good
But it ain t a cowboys weather so he nudges his old faithful
And turns around to call out to the stud
[Chorus]
Come on Willie, there s a black cloud coming yonder
The devil beats his wife with a silver chain
Come on Willie, boy can t you hear the thunder
Your ma and me don t travel well in rain
[Verse 2]
It ain t nothing much to look at
Just a print I got from grandma
A real west river cowgirl in her day
And sometimes I need religion
Since the old girl s gone before me
And that s when I can hear the cowboy say
[Chorus]
Come on Willie, there s a black cloud coming yonder
The devil beats his wife with a silver chain
Come on Willie, boy can t you hear the thunder
Your ma and me don t travel well in rain
[Verse 3]
Now the western feelin has become another sideshow
a-selling out the bygone days gone by
And we never know it s raining
We can t hear it for our thunder
We can t see it for our clouds up in the sky
[Chorus]
Come on Willie, there s a black cloud coming yonder
The devil beats his wife with a silver chain
Come on Willie, boy can t you hear the thunder
Your ma and me don t travel well in rain
Your ma and me don t travel well in rain
