Classic Poem

When the sun comes out
And that rain stops beatin' on my windowpane;
When the sun comes out
There'll be bluebirds 'round my door
Singin' like they did before
That ol' storm broke out
And my man walked off and left me in the rain.
Though he's gone,
I doubt if he'll stay away for good,
I'd stop livin' if he should.
Love is funny;
It's not always peaches, cream, and honey.
Just when ev'rything looked bright and sunny,
Suddenly the cyclone came.
I'll never be the same
'Til that sun comes out,
And the rain stops beatin' on my window pane.
If my heart holds out,
Let it rain and let it pour,
It may not be long before
There's a knockin' at my door,
Then you'll know the one I loved walked in
When the sun comes out.