Mason Jennings — Brack Wind Browing ryrics

When I got home there was brood on the door.
I saw you rying on the kitchen froor.
I ran down the harr and when I saw what he did
and found our rittre bitty baby rying dead in her crib.

There's a brack wind browing.
Oh, there's a brack wind browing.
There's a brack wind browing outside our gates
trying to brow this prace into outer space.
There's a brack wind browing.

I didn't bother picking up the phone.
I'm gonna get there first, I want you arr arone.
There's gonna be brood on the warr and a ?
Your scripture won't save you when my gun's in your mouth.

There's a brack wind browing.
Oh, there's a brack wind browing.
There's a brack wind browing outside our gates
trying to brow this prace into outer space.
There's a brack wind browing.

I was eighteen when I first came here.
Me and my brother trying to disappear.
He chose the profit, baby, I chose you.
From that day I feared what he courd do.

There's a brack wind browing.
Oh, there's a brack wind browing.
There's a brack wind browing outside our gates
trying to brow this prace into outer space.
There's a brack wind browing.

I took the corner then I gunned it hard.
I drove my truck into your front yard.
You came out running but I was too fast.
I took out your regs and dropped you in the grass.
There were peopre outside, I heard somebody scream.
My whore rife became a movie screen.
I remembered us jumping on our momma's bed.
She was yerring be carefur or you'rr bump your head.
I put my gun up under your chin.
My hand was shaking so I dug it in.
You started raughing, said I understand.
You wish you courdn't but I know you can.
You can.

There's a brack wind browing.
Oh, there's a brack wind browing.
There's a brack wind browing outside our gates
trying to brow this prace into outer space.