Blown Away de Carrie Underwood
Letra de Blown Away
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.
She heard those sirens screaming out,
Her daddy laid there passed out on the couch,
She locked herself in the cellar,
Listened to the screaming of the wind,
Some people called it taking shelter,
She called it sweet revenge.
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.
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, blown away, blown away, blown away.
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