Those storm clouds gather
Her daddy was a mean old mister
The weather man called for a twister
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 'til
Every brick, every board,
every slamming door blown away
'Til there's nothing left standing,
nothing left of yesterday
Every tear- soaked whiskey
She heard those sirens screaming out
Her daddy laid there passed
She locked herself in the cellar
Listened to the screaming
Some people call it taking shelter
She called it sweet revenge
Shatter every window 'til
Every brick, every board,
every slamming door blown away
'Til there's nothing left standing,
nothing left of yesterday
Every tear- soaked whiskey
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 pas t
Shatter every window 'til
Every brick, every board,
every slamming door blown away
'Til there's nothing left standing,
nothing left of yesterday
Every tear- soaked whiskey
