John Prine Storms Never Last (feat. Lee Ann Womack)
Storms never last, do they baby
Bad times all pass with the wind
Your hand in mine stills the thunder
You make the sun a-wannna shine
Oh, I followed you down so many roads, baby
I picked wild flowers and sang you soft sad songs
And every road we took, God knows
Our search was for the truth
And the storm 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 a-wanna shine
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 a-wanna shine
You make the sun a-wanna shine
