Rovettos in Ecuador
  • The Rovetto Library MP4
  • Flying High - Chapter 1
    • FH - C2 Preening in Canada
    • FH - C3 Solace Resort
    • FH - C4 UNDER CONSTRUCTION
    • Reviews
  • Rovettos in Ecuador
    • Argentina!
    • Machu Picchu, Peru
  • "I Sing" - Music Memoir
  • Radiance - Inspirational Stories
    • 1 - Hangzhou
    • 2 - Broken Doll
    • 3 - I Saw a Glimpse of Heaven
    • 4 - Spirit Song
    • 5 - Talking Heads >
      • Johnathan Edwards, Sermon
    • 6 - Glory Boat
    • 7 - Love Song*
    • 8 - The Coat of Many Colors*
    • 9 - O, Sacred Head
    • 10 - The Mantle
    • 11 - In a Moment of Time
    • 12 - Brains - How Far Can We Go
  • ... and Afterwards
    • Chapter 1 - Meteor
    • Chapter 2 - Deed Done
    • Chapter 3 - The Garden
    • Chapter 4 - The Plan
    • Chapter 5 - Never Alone
  • The Cookie Parade
  • Ministry's New Day
  • Word Art
    • The Christ Acrostic
    • The Spiritual First Aid Kit
    • Plays and Musicals
    • Contact
  • ... and Afterwards
  • Chapter 1 - Meteor
  • My YouTube Music Videos
  • The "Cana" Collection
    • Consider the Lilies - Cana Song Collection
    • Great Cloud
    • Jonah
    • Soft Falling Rain
    • Stormy Weather
  • The Comforter-El Consolador
  • El Consolador
  • Here We Are
  • Innocents of the World
  • The Lord's Prayer - New Melody
  • Love Song
  • Papa Loves the Children
  • Soft Falling Rain
  • The Wedding at Cana
  • Rovetto Casa de Gigantones , Ecuador

"Stormy Weather"

The storms of life were brewing as we drove our Metro-International van down the road from Bryce Canyon, Utah. "When we reached Lake Powell in Arizona, we headed right into a terrible storm front. While still traveling under blue skies, these song lyrics pummeled my foreboding mind..." *

Stormy Weather up ahead of me.
Stormy Weather better let me be.
Stormy Weather don't you cloud my day
Stormy Weather better blow away.

I see your rain a pounding
I hear your thunder howling
I know your lightning's striking
On some poor soul today.

Better change the path I'm taking,
Find a new road that I'll travel.
Send my blue days off a picking,
Maybe they're the ones you'll follow.

I see your rain a pounding
I hear your thunder howling
I know your lightning's striking
On some poor soul today.

Since the time I saw you coming,
I knew I was in for trouble.
Bags are packed the motors running
Better move out on the double.

I see your rain a pounding
I hear your thunder howling
I know your lightning's striking
On some poor soul today.

from "Flying High - Soaring Above the Tragedies of Life"
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