Don’t know why there’s no sun up in the sky,
Stor-my wea - ther, Since my man and I ain’t to-geth-er,
keeps rai-nin’ all the ti-me. Life is bare, Gloom and mis’-ry ev-’ry-where, Stor-my wea - ther.
Just can’t get my poor self to-get - her
I’m wea-ry all the ti - me, the ti-me.
So wea-ry all the ti - me.
When he went a - way the blues walked in and met me
If he stays a - way old rock-in’ chair will get me, all I do is pray the Lord a-bove will let me walk in the sun once mo - re.
Can’t go on, Ev’-ry thing I had is gone, Stor-my wea - ther,
Since my man and I ain’t to - geth -er,
Keeps rain-in’ all the ti-me. Keeps rain-in’ all the ti-me.
Don’t know
ti-me.
