Storms Never Last - Rosemary Clooney

Storms never last do they, baby?

Bad times will pass with the winds

Your hand in mine steals the thunder

And you make the sun want to shine

I followed you down so many roads, baby

I picked wild flowers and sung you soft sweet songs

And every road you took, I know your search was for the truth

And the cloud, it’s brewin' now, won’t be the last

Storms never last do they, baby?

Bad times will pass with the winds

Your hand in mine steals the thunder

And you make the sun want to shine

Storms never last do they, baby?

Bad times will pass with the winds

Your hand in mine steals the thunder

And you make the sun want to shine