Storms never last do they, baby?
Bad times will pass with the winds
Your hand in mine steals the thunder
You make the sun want to shine
Oh, I followed you down so many roads, baby
I picked wild flowers and sung you soft sweet songs
And every road we took, God knows, our search was for the truth
And the storm brewin' now won't be the last
Storms never last do they, Jessie?
Bad times will pass with the winds
Your hand in mine steals the thunder
You make the sun want to shine
Storms never last do they, Jessie?
Bad times will pass with the winds
Your hand in mine steals the thunder
You make the sun want to shine
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