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          It's all over the TV, see.  

         It's on the radio, I know.

          It's coming up the coast,

          a thing I hate the most.

          It's coming here.  I have fear.



           Hurricane!



         Across the sea, its very scary to me.

         I want to know, where is it going to go.

          Where's it going?  My fear's growing.  

        It's getting near, growing is my fear.

          I have fear, when is it going to appear.



            Hurricane!

  A situation not bright.  I have a lot of fright.

  This day, are we going to stay or get out of the way.

  I don't know.

           Hurricane!          



      There's a commotion  in the stores.

       I can't ignore.

       Everybody's talking about the thing from the ocean.

       A hurricane's on its way, they all say.



          Hurricane!



     I hope the power does not go out.

     I would not be able to do a thing.  

     A blues song I would sing.

     That would make me scream and shout.



          Hurricane!



     I wish I knew what the hurricane was about.

     I watch the TV.  It stirs a fear in me.

     In me, see questions are burning.

     In me, see questions are churning.



           Hurricane!            



           I know, a lot of things it can destroy.

     It can smash homes like like a toy.

     It see, can knock over trees.

      It can pick up cars and send them far.      



            Hurricane!