Chorus:
G C
Storms never last do they baby
D G
Bad times all pass with the winds
G C
Your hand in mine steals the thunder
D G
You make the sun want to shine
G C
I followed you down so many roads, baby
D G
I picked wild flowers and sung you soft sad songs
G C
And every road we took God knows our search was for the truth
D G
And the storms brewin' now won't be the last
Chorus
Harmonica Solo
Chorus