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Blown Away 
Medium
by Carrie Underwood
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Dry lightning cracks across the skies
Those clouds in her eyes
Her was mean old mister
Mamma was an angel in the ground
The weatherman for a twister
She blow it down
There’s not enough in Oklahoma
To wash the sins out of that house
There’s not wind in Oklahoma
To rip the nails out of the past
every window
'Til it's all away
Every brick, every board
Every slamming door, blown away
'Til there's nothing left standing
Nothing left of yesterday
Every tear-soaked whiskey blown away
Blown away
Blown away
She heard sirens screaming out
Her daddy laid there 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
window
'Til it's all away
Every brick, every board
Every slamming door, blown away
'Til there's left standing
left of yesterday
tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away
Blown away
There’s not enough rain in Oklahoma
To the out of that house
There’s not enough in Oklahoma
To rip the nails out of the past
Shatter every window
'Til it's all blown away
Every brick, board
Every slamming door, blown away
'Til there's nothing left standing
Nothing of yesterday
Every tear-soaked whiskey memory away
Blown away
Blown away
Blown away
Blown away
Blown away
Dry lightning cracks across the skies
Those clouds in her eyes
Her was mean old mister
Mamma was an angel in the ground
The weatherman for a twister
She blow it down
There’s not enough in Oklahoma
To wash the sins out of that house
There’s not wind in Oklahoma
To rip the nails out of the past
every window
'Til it's all away
Every brick, every board
Every slamming door, blown away
'Til there's nothing left standing
Nothing left of yesterday
Every tear-soaked whiskey blown away
Blown away
Blown away
She heard sirens screaming out
Her daddy laid there 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
window
'Til it's all away
Every brick, every board
Every slamming door, blown away
'Til there's left standing
left of yesterday
tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away
Blown away
There’s not enough rain in Oklahoma
To the out of that house
There’s not enough in Oklahoma
To rip the nails out of the past
Shatter every window
'Til it's all blown away
Every brick, board
Every slamming door, blown away
'Til there's nothing left standing
Nothing of yesterday
Every tear-soaked whiskey memory away
Blown away
Blown away
Blown away
Blown away
Blown away
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