| Song | Blown Away |
| Artist | Jada Facer |
| Album | 最新热歌慢摇1 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:01.780] | Dry lightning cracks across the skies |
| [00:08.820] | Those storm clouds gather in her eyes |
| [00:15.820] | Daddy was mean old mister |
| [00:19.840] | Mama was an angel in the ground |
| [00:23.200] | The weather man called for a twister |
| [00:26.400] | She prayed blow it down |
| [00:29.400] | There's not enough rain in Oklahoma |
| [00:32.720] | To wash the sins out of that house |
| [00:36.350] | There's not enough wind in Oklahoma |
| [00:39.750] | To rip the nails out of the past |
| [00:43.130] | |
| [00:43.540] | Shatter every window till it’s all blown away, |
| [00:50.070] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [00:57.150] | Till there’s nothing left standing, |
| [00:59.050] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [01:04.080] | Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away, |
| [01:10.240] | Blown away(Blown away) |
| [01:18.570] | She heard those sirens screaming out |
| [01:25.620] | Her daddy laid there passed out on the couch |
| [01:32.560] | She locked herself in the cellar |
| [01:36.310] | Listened to the screaming of the wind |
| [01:39.690] | Some people called it taking shelter |
| [01:43.160] | She called it sweet revenge |
| [01:46.000] | |
| [01:46.440] | Shatter every window till it's all blown away |
| [01:53.060] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [01:59.900] | Till there's nothing left standing |
| [02:02.630] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [02:06.850] | Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away |
| [02:13.290] | Blown away |
| [02:18.510] | |
| [02:21.580] | There's not enough rain in Oklahoma |
| [02:25.090] | To wash the sins out of that house |
| [02:28.710] | There's not enough wind in Oklahoma |
| [02:32.110] | To rip the nails out of the past |
| [02:35.880] | Shatter every window till it's all blown away |
| [02:42.560] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [02:49.690] | Till there's nothing left standing |
| [02:51.860] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [02:56.760] | Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away |
| [03:03.110] | Blown away, blown away, |
| [03:16.650] | blown away, blown away, blown away |
| [03:33.810] |
| [00:01.780] | Dry lightning cracks across the skies |
| [00:08.820] | Those storm clouds gather in her eyes |
| [00:15.820] | Daddy was mean old mister |
| [00:19.840] | Mama was an angel in the ground |
| [00:23.200] | The weather man called for a twister |
| [00:26.400] | She prayed blow it down |
| [00:29.400] | There' s not enough rain in Oklahoma |
| [00:32.720] | To wash the sins out of that house |
| [00:36.350] | There' s not enough wind in Oklahoma |
| [00:39.750] | To rip the nails out of the past |
| [00:43.130] | |
| [00:43.540] | Shatter every window till it' s all blown away, |
| [00:50.070] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [00:57.150] | Till there' s nothing left standing, |
| [00:59.050] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [01:04.080] | Every tearsoaked whiskey memory blown away, |
| [01:10.240] | Blown away Blown away |
| [01:18.570] | She heard those sirens screaming out |
| [01:25.620] | Her daddy laid there passed out on the couch |
| [01:32.560] | She locked herself in the cellar |
| [01:36.310] | Listened to the screaming of the wind |
| [01:39.690] | Some people called it taking shelter |
| [01:43.160] | She called it sweet revenge |
| [01:46.000] | |
| [01:46.440] | Shatter every window till it' s all blown away |
| [01:53.060] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [01:59.900] | Till there' s nothing left standing |
| [02:02.630] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [02:06.850] | Every tearsoaked whiskey memory blown away |
| [02:13.290] | Blown away |
| [02:18.510] | |
| [02:21.580] | There' s not enough rain in Oklahoma |
| [02:25.090] | To wash the sins out of that house |
| [02:28.710] | There' s not enough wind in Oklahoma |
| [02:32.110] | To rip the nails out of the past |
| [02:35.880] | Shatter every window till it' s all blown away |
| [02:42.560] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [02:49.690] | Till there' s nothing left standing |
| [02:51.860] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [02:56.760] | Every tearsoaked whiskey memory blown away |
| [03:03.110] | Blown away, blown away, |
| [03:16.650] | blown away, blown away, blown away |
| [03:33.810] |
| [00:01.780] | Dry lightning cracks across the skies |
| [00:08.820] | Those storm clouds gather in her eyes |
| [00:15.820] | Daddy was mean old mister |
| [00:19.840] | Mama was an angel in the ground |
| [00:23.200] | The weather man called for a twister |
| [00:26.400] | She prayed blow it down |
| [00:29.400] | There' s not enough rain in Oklahoma |
| [00:32.720] | To wash the sins out of that house |
| [00:36.350] | There' s not enough wind in Oklahoma |
| [00:39.750] | To rip the nails out of the past |
| [00:43.130] | |
| [00:43.540] | Shatter every window till it' s all blown away, |
| [00:50.070] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [00:57.150] | Till there' s nothing left standing, |
| [00:59.050] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [01:04.080] | Every tearsoaked whiskey memory blown away, |
| [01:10.240] | Blown away Blown away |
| [01:18.570] | She heard those sirens screaming out |
| [01:25.620] | Her daddy laid there passed out on the couch |
| [01:32.560] | She locked herself in the cellar |
| [01:36.310] | Listened to the screaming of the wind |
| [01:39.690] | Some people called it taking shelter |
| [01:43.160] | She called it sweet revenge |
| [01:46.000] | |
| [01:46.440] | Shatter every window till it' s all blown away |
| [01:53.060] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [01:59.900] | Till there' s nothing left standing |
| [02:02.630] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [02:06.850] | Every tearsoaked whiskey memory blown away |
| [02:13.290] | Blown away |
| [02:18.510] | |
| [02:21.580] | There' s not enough rain in Oklahoma |
| [02:25.090] | To wash the sins out of that house |
| [02:28.710] | There' s not enough wind in Oklahoma |
| [02:32.110] | To rip the nails out of the past |
| [02:35.880] | Shatter every window till it' s all blown away |
| [02:42.560] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [02:49.690] | Till there' s nothing left standing |
| [02:51.860] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [02:56.760] | Every tearsoaked whiskey memory blown away |
| [03:03.110] | Blown away, blown away, |
| [03:16.650] | blown away, blown away, blown away |
| [03:33.810] |