Lying on the mot[C]orway this morning, I [C]thought I heard a distant thunder rolling, So [Am]I lay so [G]still on the [C]motor[F]way, ?Till the [C]cavalcade came screaming past like hellhounds in my ears, It was [Am]over in a [G]moment, the [C]wind like a [F]tornado, The [Am]sweet perfume of [G]petrol like a [C]lovers parting [F]kiss, Then I...