Maria Daines ~ Tail End of the Storm

’Tail End of the Storm’ Ohio was rough California was worse Trees bent double in all kinds of trouble Seem like I was cursed All these days I been holding you tight on the end of my arm What I got left boy? Tail end of the storm Sugar n’ spice ain’t always so nice Shake me up good boy, I blow like dynamite Fire n’ rain on a hot tin roof N’ you got me howling good, 100 cent proof Nail down the hatch n’ raise the alarm Big mama comin’ through boy Tail end of the storm, yeah