Lyrics:

1975
Jessi Colter

Storms never last do they, baby
Bad times all 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've picked wild flowers and sung you soft sad songs
And every road you took, I know, your search was for the truth
And the clouds brewin' now won't be your last

Storms never last do they, baby
Bad times all pass with the winds
Your hand in mine stills the thunder
And your love makes the sun want to shine

Umm, umm, ummm, ummm

Storms never last do they, baby
Bad times all pass with the winds
Your hand in mine stills the thunder
And you make the sun want to shine

Umm, umm, ummm, ummm