| Wind on the High Plains sounds like a freight train rolling
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| So its ashame everybody but me must a seen the thing coming
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| Its like that weatherman said; |
| just like that weatherman said
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| But you can’t hear a thing with a boxspring over your head
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| Mama climbed the tower for a look about an hour ago
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| Then the power went out and who knows which way to go
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| Its too late to tie it down
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| Its too late to tie it down
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| Hold on little sister there’s a twister bout to hit the ground
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| Now the rock of ages is broken
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| Just an empty page where the book fell open
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| Won’t you blow me away
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| Won’t you blow me away
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| If you show me a way
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| Then I’ll be on my way
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| This home was torn apart long before the storm started raging
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| I do believe mother nature’s just waiting for the right occation
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| I don’t think mama would mind
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| I don’t believe that mama would mind
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| Take a ride on the breeze and leave this drama behind
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| Now the rock of ages is broken
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| Just an empty page where the book fell open
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| Won’t you blow me away
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| Won’t you blow me away
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| If you show me a way
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| Then I’ll be on my way
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| The wind on the High Plains sounds like a freight train rolling
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| Such ashame everybody but me must a seen the thing coming
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| I don’t think mama would mind
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| I don’t believe that mama would mind
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| Take a ride on the breeze and leave this drama behind
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| Now the rock of ages is broken
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| Just an empty page where the book fell open
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| Won’t you blow me away
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| Won’t you blow me away
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| If you show me a way
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| Then I’ll be on my way
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| I’m on my way
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| I’m on my way
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| I’m on my way
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| I’m on my way |