| Song | Blown Away |
| Artist | Bob Corbett |
| Album | The Boys Present: Volume 2 |
| [00:00.00] | Blown Away |
| [00:05.64] | Carrie Underwood |
| [00:10.13] | |
| [00:16.18] | Dry lightning cracks across the skies |
| [00:23.22] | Those storm clouds gather in her eyes |
| [00:30.22] | Daddy was mean ole mister |
| [00:34.24] | Mama was an angel in the ground |
| [00:37.60] | The weather man called for a twister |
| [00:40.80] | She prayed blow it down |
| [00:43.80] | There's not enough rain in Oklahoma |
| [00:47.12] | To wash the sins out of that house |
| [00:50.75] | There's not enough wind in Oklahoma |
| [00:54.15] | To rip the nails out of the past |
| [00:57.53] | |
| [00:57.94] | Shatter every window till it’s all blown away, |
| [01:04.47] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [01:11.55] | Till there’s nothing left standing, |
| [01:13.45] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [01:18.48] | Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away, |
| [01:24.64] | Blown away（Blown away） |
| [01:32.97] | She heard those sirens screaming out |
| [01:40.02] | Her daddy laid there passed out on the couch |
| [01:46.96] | She locked herself in the cellar |
| [01:50.71] | Listened to the screaming of the wind |
| [01:54.09] | Some people called it taking shelter |
| [01:57.56] | She called it sweet revenge |
| [02:00.40] | |
| [02:00.84] | Shatter every window till it's all blown away |
| [02:07.46] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [02:14.30] | Till there's nothing left standing |
| [02:17.03] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [02:21.25] | Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away |
| [02:27.69] | Blown away |
| [02:32.91] | |
| [02:35.98] | There's not enough rain in Oklahoma |
| [02:39.49] | To wash the sins out of that house |
| [02:43.11] | There's not enough wind in Oklahoma |
| [02:46.51] | To rip the nails out of the past |
| [02:50.28] | Shatter every window till it's all blown away |
| [02:56.96] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [03:04.09] | Till there's nothing left standing |
| [03:06.26] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [03:11.16] | Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away |
| [03:17.51] | Blown away, blown away, |
| [03:31.05] | blown away, blown away, blown away |
| [03:48.21] |
| [00:00.00] | Blown Away |
| [00:05.64] | Carrie Underwood |
| [00:10.13] | |
| [00:16.18] | Dry lightning cracks across the skies |
| [00:23.22] | Those storm clouds gather in her eyes |
| [00:30.22] | Daddy was mean ole mister |
| [00:34.24] | Mama was an angel in the ground |
| [00:37.60] | The weather man called for a twister |
| [00:40.80] | She prayed blow it down |
| [00:43.80] | There' s not enough rain in Oklahoma |
| [00:47.12] | To wash the sins out of that house |
| [00:50.75] | There' s not enough wind in Oklahoma |
| [00:54.15] | To rip the nails out of the past |
| [00:57.53] | |
| [00:57.94] | Shatter every window till it' s all blown away, |
| [01:04.47] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [01:11.55] | Till there' s nothing left standing, |
| [01:13.45] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [01:18.48] | Every tearsoaked whiskey memory blown away, |
| [01:24.64] | Blown away Blown away |
| [01:32.97] | She heard those sirens screaming out |
| [01:40.02] | Her daddy laid there passed out on the couch |
| [01:46.96] | She locked herself in the cellar |
| [01:50.71] | Listened to the screaming of the wind |
| [01:54.09] | Some people called it taking shelter |
| [01:57.56] | She called it sweet revenge |
| [02:00.40] | |
| [02:00.84] | Shatter every window till it' s all blown away |
| [02:07.46] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [02:14.30] | Till there' s nothing left standing |
| [02:17.03] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [02:21.25] | Every tearsoaked whiskey memory blown away |
| [02:27.69] | Blown away |
| [02:32.91] | |
| [02:35.98] | There' s not enough rain in Oklahoma |
| [02:39.49] | To wash the sins out of that house |
| [02:43.11] | There' s not enough wind in Oklahoma |
| [02:46.51] | To rip the nails out of the past |
| [02:50.28] | Shatter every window till it' s all blown away |
| [02:56.96] | Every brick, every board, every slamming door flown away |
| [03:04.09] | Till there' s nothing left standing |
| [03:06.26] | Nothing left to yesterday |
| [03:11.16] | Every tearsoaked whiskey memory blown away |
| [03:17.51] | Blown away, blown away, |
| [03:31.05] | blown away, blown away, blown away |
| [03:48.21] |