Riding Out the Storm

Sometimes, the right hook line pulls the rest of a song together. This one got started on a winter’s night driving into Carbondale, Illinois. I had tried out various hooks for a decade before I sat down with Annapolis songwriter David Glaser, one afternoon at the Kerrville Folk Festival.  

There’s a cold wind blowing
I feel a bit of winter coming on
But you and I are safe and dry,
Baby, we’ll be riding out the storm

It’s been a long time snowing,
We’ve grown a little tired, a little torn.
When the leaves are gone, we’re holding on,
Baby, we’ve been riding out the storm.

Just as long as you’ve got arms to wrap around me
As long as I’m the one to keep you warm
Let the Northers blow. We won’t let go.
Baby, we’ll be riding out the storm

So, get the fireplace glowing
And we’ll light a little fire of our own
Through the fiercest gale, we will not fail.
Baby, we’ll be riding out the storm

And as long as you’ve got arms to wrap around me
As long as I’m the one to keep you warm
Let the Northers blow. We won’t let go.
Baby we’ll be riding out the storm

Words and music © 2008 by Steve Brooks and David Glaser
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