Name Every Storm

Every morning in Norman, at the notebook by the back door You write down the sky like nobody did before And when the thunder rolls across that Oklahoma sky You give it a name like a friend just passing by Kinsley, someday you'll chase them all across the plains Tonight you're ten, and you're the boss of all the rain

Here it comes, the wind is picking up Everybody shout it, shout it loud enough

Name every storm Write 'em in your book and keep 'em warm You were made for wild, wild weather Chasing down the sky like you were born for

When the sirens start to wail, we're squeezing in the hall In the closet with the flashlight, you're the calmest of us all Tucker's right beside you while you break the radar down You make the loudest night the smartest show in town Then you lost both your front teeth in the very same week Now you whistle through the gap like the wind about to peak

Here it comes, the wind is picking up Everybody shout it, shout it loud enough

Name every storm Write 'em in your book and keep 'em warm You were made for wild, wild weather Chasing down the sky like you were born for

Double digits, Kinsley, ten looks good on you Backyard full of friends and a cake shaped like a cloud Whatever's coming, we'll be watching it with you From both of us, happy birthday, shout it loud

Name every storm Write 'em in your book and keep 'em warm Ten years old and ready for the weather Go and chase the sky, it's what you're born for

We'll be right here, watching the radar for you