Storms Never Last - Waylon Jennings Lyrics
Storms Never Last
Storms never last do they baby
Bad times all pass with the wind
Your hand in mine stills the thunder
And you make the sun want to shine.
You followed me down so many roads baby
I've picked wild flowers and sung you soft sad songs
And every road we took God knows
And the storms brewing now won't be the last
Storms never last do they baby
Bad times all pass with the wind
Your hand in mine stills the thunder
And you make the sun want to shine.
Storms never last do they Jessi
Bad times all pass with the wind
Your hand in mine stills the thunder
And you make the sun want to shine...