Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Call
Performer
Michael Been
Lead Vocals
Jim Kerr
Background Vocals
Peter Gabriel
Background Vocals
Jim Goodwin
Keyboards
Robbie Robertson
Guitar
Scott Music
Drums
Jeff Bova
Keyboards
Tom Ferrier
Electric Guitar
Jimmy Bralower
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Been
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Call
Producer
Michael Been
Producer
Don Rodenbach
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Barry Diament
Mastering Engineer
Rob Eaton
Recording Engineer
Eric Mohler
Engineer
Lyrics
One, two
One, two, three
We were shaking in our beds that night
There were strangers in the streets that night
Preacher cried out hells been raised
The preacher cried out hells been raised
Another hot Oklahoma night
Another hot Oklahoma night
The kind of night where you just sit still
The kind of night where you just don't move
We were shaking in our beds that night
We were shaking in our boots that night
Tornado hit and the roof gave way
Tornado hit and all we could do was pray
How was I to know what I was to think
How was I to know what I was to feel
How am I to say what I can't describe
How an I to face what I cannot hide
We were looking in our hearts that day
There was movement in our hearts that day
They were talking but we could not hear
They were talking but we could not hear
Fever broke and the dead's raised up
Ground broke open and the dead were raised
The kind of night where you just sit spooked
In a hard life is, in a hard life in
We were looking in our hearts that day
We were hugging in our beds that night
Storm hit and the roof gave way
When a man say it ain't easy
And he swore duty, body and soul
How was I to know what I was to think
How was I to know what I was to feel
How am I to say what I can't describe
How am I to face what I cannot hide
One, two, three
Momma said you know she ain't strong
We were looking in our hearts that day
We were praying in our hearts that day
We were praying but we could not feel
We were praying but we could not feel
Another hot Oklahoma night
Another Oklahoma night
Fools part as the day breaks wide
Heaven's doors were opened wide
I quit, so I said give up
Said I can't stop the lights not gone
When a heart rips me open and all I could do was pray
How was I to know what I was to think
How was I to know what I was to feel
How am I to face what I cannot hide
How am I to face what I cannot hide
Written by: Michael Been