ThomasRedheart

<p><strong>Hurricane In My Backyard</strong></p><p><strong>Lyrics By: Thomas W. Peterson AKA RedHeart&nbsp;</strong></p><p><strong>&nbsp;©COPYRIGHT 7-15-25 All Rights Reserved ©</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>Looking out my back door, I can almost see it coming.</strong></p><p><strong>It’s only about 1,000 miles south of here. &nbsp;</strong></p><p><strong>When I look outside, I can see the winds blowing</strong></p><p><strong>Too late to leave, and get outta here.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>There’s just no sense trying to button down the house and leave</strong></p><p><strong>I’ll just honker down, take it blow by blow, duck and weave.</strong></p><p><strong>I’ll just sit here in my flip-flops, put on my Key West hat</strong></p><p><strong>And stare out while there’s still time at my paradise out back.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>I’ve got a hurricane in my backyard, ooh</strong></p><p><strong>There goes my palm tree and tiki bar.</strong></p><p><strong>Hoping my neon sign will stay up on the wall.</strong></p><p><strong>Hope I survive the ravaging most of all.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>With bumper to bumper traffic, there’s nowhere to go.</strong></p><p><strong>It’s raining so hard, can’t see a thing out my window</strong></p><p><strong>The relentless downpour blurs the view</strong></p><p><strong>Nothing but faint brake lights to follow</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>Oh, I’m starting to become unglued.</strong></p><p><strong>But I’ll try to keep a Margaritaville attitude.</strong></p><p><strong>Yeah, I’ve got a hurricane in my backyard.</strong></p><p><strong>Don’t mean to sound off like some kind of blowhard.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>Got a freezer full of meat that I don’t know what to do about.</strong></p><p><strong>That’ll all go to spoil when the power goes out.</strong></p><p><strong>Got beer and Vodka in a cooler sitting on ice</strong></p><p><strong>A generator right now would sure be nice.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>Got a 60-inch TV by the pool, hanging on the wall.</strong></p><p><strong>What good is that once there’s no reception at all?</strong></p><p><strong>There’s plenty of floaties in case the water rises too high.</strong></p><p><strong>No boat, no dock, nowhere to run, so I guess it’ll be bye-bye.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>I’ve got a hurricane in my backyard.</strong></p><p><strong>May have to charge my phone with my car’s diehard.</strong></p><p><strong>While it charges, listen to old Buffett tunes.</strong></p><p><strong>As I watch the hurricane as it looms.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>Oh, I’m starting to become unglued.</strong></p><p><strong>But I’ll try to keep a Margaritaville attitude.</strong></p><p><strong>Yeah, I’ve got a hurricane in my backyard.</strong></p><p><strong>Don’t need much money, Don’t have to go far at all.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>Yeah, I got a beach in my backyard.</strong></p><p><strong>Plastic palm trees and a Tiki bar.</strong></p><p><strong>&nbsp;I got a beach in my backyard.</strong></p><p><strong>Plastic palm trees and a Tiki bar.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>This paradise living might seem odd and quirky.</strong></p><p><strong>You might say I’m having a hurricane party.</strong></p><p><strong>I’ve got a hurricane in my backyard.</strong></p><p><strong>Here comes the National Guard.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>So come on, let it blow, let it rage and roar,</strong></p><p><strong>I'll face the hurricane, and I’ll survive once more.</strong></p><p><strong>Hurricanes are nothing new,&nbsp;I’ll find my way clear.</strong></p><p><strong>I’ll be here when they come back again next year.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p>