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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