Hank Williams Jr.
Hank Williams Jr.
Hank Williams Jr.
Hank Williams Jr.
Hank Williams Jr.
Hank Williams Jr.
Hank Williams Jr.
Hank Williams Jr.
Hank Williams Jr.
Hank Williams Jr.
Hank Williams Jr.
[Chorus]
Storms never last, do they baby
Bad times all pass with the wind
Your hand in mine stills the thunder, and your love makes the sun
Want to shine
I've 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 cloud that's brewing now won't be your last
[Chorus]