Ain't No Love In Oklahoma (From Twisters: The Album)

I keep chasing that same old devil down the same old dead-end highway

Riding that storm running through my veins like a shot down tail-spun airplane

Scared of nothing and I'm scared to death

I can't breathe and I catch my breath

But I keep chasing that same old devil down the same old dead-end highway

Ain't no love in Oklahoma

Just the whistle of a lone black train

You'll know when it's coming for you