| Oh search the places I have been
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| To understand this sorry state I’m in
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| The only answers I could find got lost in my tiny mind
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| Somewhere so many years ago
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| And oh my Lord, I can’t believe
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| All the crimes that are accused of me
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| And now my memory’s all shot
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| Don’t know if I’m guilty or if I’m not
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| Still I try to clear my name
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| Well, all I can do is wait and see
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| If sweet salvation will come and rescue me
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| And all this weary flesh and bones
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| I still walk this path alone
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| Waiting for a storm
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| Well, I''ve heard it often said
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| There’s only one sure thing
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| So I’ll brace against the storm
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| But I’ll be hoping, I will be hoping
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| That the springtime will come
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| Maybe the sky above will break
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| Now I’m hanging on for pure survival’s sake?
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| So ashamed of what I''ve done
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| And I’m scared of what’s to come
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| So I’ll be waiting for a storm
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| Well, I''ve heard it often said
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| There’s only one sure thing
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| So I’ll brace against the storm
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| But I’ll be hoping, I will be hoping
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| That the springtime will come
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| I’ll be the one to take the fall
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| For all these sorry sons of bitches all
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| And clutching at the shortest straw
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| A martyr without a cause
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| Just waiting for a storm
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| Oh no
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| All this weary flesh and bone
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| I still walk this path alone
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| Just waiting for a storm |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Waiting For The Storm , by - David Ford. Song from the album Let The Hard Times Roll, in the genre Кантри