We were shaking in our beds that night
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There were strangers in the streets that night
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Preacher cried out hellÕs been raised
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Another hot Oklahoma night
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Another hot Oklahoma night
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The kind of night where you just sit still
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The kind of night where you just donÕt move
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We were shaking in our beds that night
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We were shaking in our boots that night
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Tornado hit and the roof gave way
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Tornado hit and all we could do was pray
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How was I to know what I was to think
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How was I to know what I was to feel
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How am I to say what I canÕt feel
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How an I to face what I cannot hide
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We were looking in our hearts that day
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There was movement in our hearts that day
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They were talking but we could not hear
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They were talking but we could not hear
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Fever broke and the dead raised up
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The ground broke open and the dead were raised
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The kind of night where you just sit spooked
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ItÕs a hard life, itÕs a hard life
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We were looking in our hearts that day
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We were hugging in our beds that night
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Storm hit and the roof gave way
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When a man cries it ainÕt easy
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but he swore duty, body and soul
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How was I to know what I was to think
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How was I to know what I was to feel
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How an I to say what I canÕt describe
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How an I to face what I cannot hide
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Momma said you know she ainÕt that strong
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We were praying in our hearts that day
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God, there was movement in our hearts
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They were praying but I could not feel
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They were praying but I couldnÕt feel
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Another hot Oklahoma night
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Another Oklahoma night
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Fools part as the day breaks wide
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HeavenÕs doors were opened wide
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I quit, so I said give up
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He said I canÕt stop the lights not gone
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Once in a blue moon shown against that day
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And my heart rips open and all I could do was pray
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How was I to know what I was to think
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How was I to know what I was to feel
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How am I to say what I canÕt describe
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How am I to face what I cannot hide
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Oklahoma
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The Call |