Storms Of Life

There's a [D]dirty piece of cardboard
that [G]reads Montgomery Ward
[A]taped across the window o[D]f my old Ford.
A six-pack on the front seat and a[G] box of chicken wings,
[A]I'm dialin' 'cross the radio for a song that I can [D]sing [D7]

[G]I'd better change my wandrin ways,
[D]I know I've seen my better days,
[A]always gettin' high when I get [D]low. [D7]
Well, I [G]left my soul out in the rain,
[D]Lord, what a price I've had to pay.
[A]The storms of life are washin' me [D]away.

An old mail pouch, tobacco sign
fadin' on the barn,
bringin' back sweet memories of Mama's farm/
When love was just a country girl that lived on down the road.
Spoken: you know, she almost had me turned around,
but that was years ago.

I'd better change my wandrin ways,
I know I've seen my better days,
always gettin' high when I get low.
Well, I left my soul out in the rain,
Lord, what a price I've had to pay.
The storms of life are washin' me away.
Yeah, the storms of life are washin' me away.

Howard