A Perfect Day to Chase Tornados

"Way down south I know a girl who is blind
she walks all alone along a lonely highway each day
she dreams that one day a man will pull up in car
he'll open up the door and she'll climb in and he will say, he'll say;
"Hey baby, what'chu know? Hope you're ready to go. 'cause today is a perfect day,
to chase tornados
when the wild wind kicks around your head you know
that you have found a perfect day to chase tornados

hey whatabout that preacher man on the run from the law?
he killed a girl in Memphis and ran until the dogs tracked him down
they shot him by the river
and as he lay dying in the mud
well someone asked him "Hey Preacher; Where's your soul going now?"
the preacher said; "Well. I do not know. But wherever it is I'll gladly go. 'Cause today is a perfect day to chase tornados"
yeah when the wild wind kicks around your head you know
that you have found a perfect day to chase tornados

Sometimes I think the sky is a prison and the earth is a grave
and sometimes I feel like Jesus in some chinese opera
and sometimes I'm glad I built my mansion from crazy little stones
and sometimes i feel so god damned trapped about everything I know
and I wish it wasn't so
cause the only thing that anyone should ever know
is that today is a perfect day to chase tornados.
yeah when the wild wind kicks around your head you know
that you have found a perfect day to chase tornados.

-Jim White, A Perfect Day to Chase Tornados