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.