Angry Johnny and the Killbillies - God damn this tornado

Well the ^Amwind came down like an ^Cold freight train ^Gcuttin' a hole through ^Amtown ^AmNothin' to do, but ^Ckneel and pray that the ^Gstorm don't take you ^Amdown No^Amwhere to run, no^Cwhere to hide, from that ^Gmighty old funnel ^Amcloud And a ^Amvery good day for ^Cstayin' alive, no^Gbody gonna help me ^Amnow Take me a^Gway lord, ^F I'm ready to ^Ego God ^Amdamn my wasted ^Glife, god ^Fdamn this torna^Amdo Got a ^Amhundred sins I ^Ccan't take back and a ^Gthousand twice as ^Ambad And I'm ^Amthinkin', as the ^Csky turned black, all the ^Gchances that I ^Amhad All the ^Amsquandered oppor^Ctunities, all the ^Gevil deeds I've ^Amdone Now this ^Amtwister's gonna ^Cdo me, like I ^Gdone to every ^Amone Take me a^Gway lord, ^F I'm ready to ^Ego ^AmDamn my wasted ^Glife, god ^Fdamn this torna^Amdo Take me a^Gway lord, ^F I'm ready to ^Ego ^AmDamn my wasted ^Glife, god ^Fdamn this torna^Amdo So ^Amtear me up and ^Cthrow me around, will ^Gthat be satis^Amfying? You can ^Amtake my soul, but ^Cspare my town, I'm ^Gready for the ^Amride There's ^Amone I loved a long ^Ctime ago, still ^Glove her to this ^Amday So ^AmSatan, take your ^Cbreath and blow this ^Gpiece of shit a^Amway Take me a^Gway lord, ^F I'm ready to ^Ego ^AmDamn my wasted ^Glife, god ^Fdamn this torna^Amdo