All down through the holler, something's just not right
A mocking bird or swaller has given thought to flight
I took the last load of lightening, and headed for the ridge
saw something mighty frightenin'
From the Buffalo River Bridge
First it came the water, then there came the hail
Put down your sons and daughters, pray the inside walls don't fail
got back to the family, wind came whipping in
grown folks often hear me,as I come up around the bend
get the children to the cellar, grab a bible if you can
something wicked comes this way to tear apart the land
get the horses from the stable, put the fire out in the still
An evil wind is blowin through the hills
The lumber took to flying, the glass began to break
the thought of the family dying, was more than I could take
I don't believe the words I'm saying, that witless old refrain
down where we were laying, it sounded like a train
get the children to the cellar, grab a bible if you can
something wicked comes this way to tear apart the land
get the horses from the stable, put the fire out in the still
An evil wind is blowin through the hills
He left the still and three fillies, and lord he left our souls
while we hillbillies went running for the holes
get the children to the cellar, grab a bible if you can
something wicked comes this way to tear apart the land
get the horses from the stable, put the fire out in the still
An evil wind is blowin through the hills