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