When My Rowboat Comes In - Steve Goodman

On the stormy night

When the clouds roll in

To hide the lucky stars that I am under

And the smoky sky

Makes the heavens cry

When the lightnin' strikes so long before the thunder

When the rain is done

And I’m all alone

In the silence of the dawn that follows after

Then I need someone who can find the sun

And chase away my sorrow with her laughter

When my rowboat comes in

There’ll be room enough to ride

Though the seas are rough

In the highest tide

When the sun comes out on the other side

Everything will be all right when we go rowin'

As I find my way

Down this lonely road

With my old guitar as my one true companion

You can hear me play

Every song I know

From the mountains to the bottom of the canyon

Now they say that time is a precious jewel

I’m looking for some moments I can borrow

And if my lucky stars won’t shine tonight

I’d rather take my chances on tomorrow

When my rowboat comes in

There’ll be room enough to ride

Though the seas are rough

In the highest tide

When the sun comes out on the other side

Everything will be all right when we go rowin'

When my rowboat comes in

There’ll be room enough to ride

Though the seas are rough

In the highest tide

When the sun comes out on the other side

Everything will be all right when we go rowin'