Well a storm rolled in last week
It really took its toll
You know lines were down, man
You should've seen the trash cans roll

And it rocked my blocks
And my baby 'bout lost control

From the last big storm to our last big fight
If the trailer ain't level ain't nothing right

Well my baby ain't speaking
And her touch been cold as ice
And my Mason Jar slides on the table
Right before my eyes
This trailer ain't haunted, it ain't no poltergeist

From the last big storm to our last big fight
If the trailer ain't level ain't nothing right

Well my baby packed up her things
And moved back with her mom
She told me last night
It hit me like dropping a bomb
She said this ain't her idea of a home sweet home

From the last big storm to our last big fight
If the trailer ain't level ain't nothing right.