Waiting for the Sun to
Come out (George Gershwin/Arthur Francis)
Verse:
When the clouds, the skies, are filling,
And the songbirds stop their trilling,
Don't take it to heart,
Let worry depart,
Soon the sunshine will say "Howdy."
Skies are not forever cloudy.
Just learn to sing and never mope,
There is a thing that's known as hope.
Refrain:
Weary are the flowers,
Dreary are the hours,
Waiting for the sun to come out.
Yet while clouds are crying,
I smile, never sighing,
For I know that presently,
The sun will come and smile on me.
Grey skies will be clearing,
Gay skies soon appearing,
Chasing ev'ry worry and doubt.
There's no use in having sorrow about
While waiting for the sun to come out.
