I got a brother named Thunder
another named Lightnin'
my sister's named Wind
and I'm Rain
Goin steady with a sweet
li'l warm breeze,
she makin' love
like a hurricane.
When the God of The Father
of my Mother and Me
first ate the fruit off the olive tree
The Moon raised the tide
bringin' on a mudslide
Rivers leapt their banks to run free
But don't blame it on
blame it on me, babe
You can blame it on my family
tree
Ain't no plausible explanation
Can't explain it away with Meteorology
When my kinfolk get in a groove
The stars and the planets start to move
'tween that Devil and the deep blue Sea.
But, don't you blame it on
blame it on me babe
You can blame it on my family
tree.
Now when trouble starts to brew
and your skies aren't quite so blue
Dark clouds precipitate
Winds that wail
are slingin sleet and hail
flood waters at your gate
Here come's mother
better run for cover.
But, don't blame it on
blame it on me babe
You can blame it on my family
tree.
Cuz, I'm not the one
I'm your number nine son
I'm gonna stand by
gonna alibi
gonna run with you,
on the bye and by
even lullaby you.
but don't blame it on
blame it on me, babe
You can blame it on the family
tree.
Buddy Bee Anthony
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