Writer(s): Chris Tompkins, Josh Kear
Dry lightning cracks across the skies
Those storm clouds gather in her eyes
Her daddy was a mean ole mister
Her mama was an angel in the ground
The weatherman called for a twister
she prayed blow it down
There's not enough rain in Oklahoma
To wash the sins out of that house
There's not enough wind in Oklahoma
to rip the nails out of the past
Shatter every window till it's all blown away
Every brick every board
every slamming door flown away
Till there's nothin' left standin'
nothing left to yesterday
Every tear soaked whiskey memory blown away
blown away blown away
She heard those sirens screaming out
Her daddy laid there passed out on the couch
She locked herself in the cellar
Listened to the screaming of the wind
Some people called it taking shelter
she called it sweet revenge
Shatter every window till it's all blown away
Every brick every board
every slamming door flown away
Till there's nothing left standing
nothing left to yesterday
Every tear soaked whiskey memory blown away
blown away
There's not enough rain in Oklahoma
to wash the sins out of that house
There's not enough wind in Oklahoma
to rip the nails out of the past
Shatter every window till it's all blown away
Every brick every board
every slamming door flown away
Till there's nothin' left standin'
nothing left to yesterday
Every tear soaked whiskey memory blown away Blown away
Blown away Blown away
Blown away Blown away
