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Am Dry Lightning crCacks across thGe skies
Am Those storm clouds gatCher in her Geyes
Am Her daddy was a mCean old mister
G Her momma was an angel in the ground
Am The weather man caClled for a twister
G She prayed to blow it down
Am There's not enough rain in OklCahoma
G To wash the sins out of that house
Am There's not enough wind in OklCahoma
G To rip the nails out of the past
Chorus
AmShatter every window 'tiCl it's all blown awGay
AmEvery brick every board every slaCmmin' door blown aGway
'AmTil there's nothing left standing noCthing left of yesGterday
AmEvery tear-soaked whiskey meCmory blown aGway
Blown AAmway C G
AmShe heard those Csirens screaming Gout
AmHer daddy laid there pCassed out on the Gcouch
AmShe locked herCself in the cellar
G Listened to the screaming of the wind
AmSome people called it Ctaking shelter
G She called it sweet revenge
Chorus---*Am, C, G*
*5 times*
AmThere's not enough rain in OCklahoma
Gto wash the sins out of that house
AmThere's not enough wind in OCklahoma
GTo rip the nails out of the past
Chorus---*Am, C, G*
*5 times*
*Blown AAmway* C G
*5 times*
End on Am