STORMS NEVER LAST
As recorded by Dottsy, 1975

CHORUS: Storms never last, do they, baby?
Bad times all pass with the wind.
Your hand in mine steals the thunder,
And your love makes the sun want to shine.

I followed you down so many roads, baby,
Picked wildflowers, and sung you soft sad songs,
And every road you took, I know, your search was for the truth,
And the clouds brewing now won't be the last.

CHORUS TWICE