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[1triedandtrue1]

There's a Storm a'brewing,
It's shakin' in my bones,
It's movin' through neighborhood,
I know I'm not alone.
It's thund'rin' loud enough
To make me stop and listen.
The words that it's yellin' out,
They grumble and they groan,
Nature and it's fiery fist
Is on the Preaching Stone.