Written by Fred Eaglesmith         Well, I stared out of the windshield into the rain so light            And I turned on my dims, and somebody flashed me their brights   And I reached over and turned the radio way down low      Lightening crashed, and the road shone like a mirror   Your sister cried all the way home         A dog came out of the ditch, then he disappeared   And I remembered a conversation we once had on the phone   Your sister cried all the way home            I'll never know how you got into such a mess   Why do the bridesmaids all have to wear the same dress?      Everybody said you looked real good         But I think you looked stoned   Your sister cried all the way home         Your sister cried all the way home      Your sister cried all the way home