Dry lightning cracks across the skies Those storm clouds gather in her eyes Daddy was mean ole mister Mama was an angel in the ground The weather man 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 nothing left standing, Nothing left to yesterday Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away, Blown away