Lyric St. Louis Cyclone Blues (1927)

I was sitting in my kitchen, lookin way out cross the sky.
I was sitting in my kitchen, lookin out across the sky.
I thought the world was ending, I started in to cry.

The wind was howlin , the buildings beginnin to fall.
The wind was howlin , the buildings beginnin to fall.
I seen that mean old twister comin , just like a cannonball.

The world was black as midnight, I never heard such a noise before.
The world was black as midnight, I never heard such a noise before.
Sound like a million lions, when they turn loose their roar.

Oh, people was screamin , and runnin every which away.
Oh, people was screamin , runnin every which away.
(Lord have mercy on our poor people!) [spoken words, Lonnie Johnson]
I fell down on my knees, I started in to pray.

The shack where we were living, she reeled and rocked but never fell.
(Lord, Have mercy!) [spoken words, Lonnie Johnson]
The shack where we were living, it reeled and rocked but never fell.
(Have mercy!) [spoken words, Lonnie Johnson]
How the cyclone spared us, nobody but the Lord can tell.