Broadus Lyrics

All the way to Broadus we heard

90 miles per hour winds and rain

Six or seven hours and

Two hundred eighty signs to kill the time

But the storm still got me down

Pulled on the doors and tore me out

All the way to Lincoln I heard

90 miles per hour winds and rain

Cowered in a basement

While the bartender smoked out in the hail

But the storm still got me down

Pulled on the doors and tore me out

There must come a time when we ask

Have we talked enough?

When every story comes back to ourselves

Who is it for?

I don't know

Boarded up my windows for a while

I don't wanna talk

I thought the skies were settled

I thought we would all get back to how we were

But the storm still got me down

But the storm still got me