

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Had a long hard day diggin’ fence post holes Neighbors all fightin’ over garden gnomes So I fired that tub up on my old back deck Wasn’t wearin’ much But I had my respect Had my foam can koozie, Bluetooth tunes Rubber duck floatin’ like a yellow pontoon Then the sky went green, my phone went wild Said “Seek shelter now” I just sipped and smiled (uh-huh) [Chorus] I was in a hot tub when a tornado blew by Jets on high, I was half-baked, tender and dry Next thing I know I’m in the big blue sky Still soakin’, jokin’, ‘bout a mile high Lord, if you’re wonderin’ why I’m late tonight I was in a hot tub when a tornado blew by [Verse 2] Spun past Walmart, over county line Passed my ex’s house, she was hangin’ clothes dry She dropped that basket, pointed right at me I waved with my beer Like “we’re history” Flew by the church, preacher mid-sermon Mouth wide open, think I saw him cursin’ Baptist choir pointin’ up in surprise Guess I finally got My water re-baptized (hallelujah) [Chorus] I was in a hot tub when a tornado blew by Jets on high, I was moonlit, marinated guy Weather man yellin’ ‘bout the end of time I’m ridin’ this spa like a carnival ride Still soakin’, floatin’, ‘bout a mile high I was in a hot tub when a tornado blew by [Bridge] Landed in a cornfield, neighbors all stared Sheriff took notes like, “son, what you wearin’ there?” I said, “Ticket me later, I survived that spin” He wrote “public nudity” But I still can’t swim (hey!) [Chorus] I was in a hot tub when a tornado blew by Jets on high, now the whole town’s drivin’ by Tour bus stop on the county road sign Kids takin’ pictures of my tan line pride Still soakin’, smokin’ like a deep-fried guy I was in a hot tub when a tornado blew by [Instrumental] [twin fiddle solo trading licks over full band two-step] [Chorus] I was in a hot tub when a tornado blew by Now every storm cloud’s like a theme park ride If I disappear when the sirens cry Check the radar for a whirlpool in the sky Still soakin’, hopin’ lightning don’t try I was in a hot tub when a tornado blew by
Tags
country, Modern comedic country, mid-tempo two-step with brushed snare and upright bass walking hard; twangy male vocals. Verses ride a tight rhythmic pocket with acoustic guitar chops, punchy dobro fills, and lots of breath for jokes to land. Chorus widens with big gang harmonies and stomps; twin fiddles trade licks after second chorus in a bright, showy solo before a half-time final hook., rhythmic, male vocals
3:15
No
3/27/2026