Introduction

“Storms Never Last” is a poignant country song penned by Jessi Colter, first appearing on her 1975 album I’m Jessi Colter. The inspiration for the song struck when Colter encountered a photograph in a doctor’s office depicting a home devastated by a tornado, accompanied by the caption, “Storms never last.” This image resonated deeply with Colter, reflecting the transient nature of life’s challenges and the enduring strength of love. ​

In 1981, Colter and her husband, Waylon Jennings, recorded a duet version of “Storms Never Last” for their collaborative album Leather and Lace. Their heartfelt performance highlighted their personal connection, with Jennings once remarking that Colter was “the best thing that ever happened” to him during a tumultuous period in his life. ​

Mo Pitney, a neotraditional country artist, has expressed his admiration for “Storms Never Last.” In a 2020 interview, he cited Waylon Jennings and Jessi Colter as influences, noting their commitment to creating music that was true to their hearts. Pitney’s respect for the song is evident, as he has included it in his performances, often sharing the stage with his wife, Emily, who is also a talented musician. ​

The enduring appeal of “Storms Never Last” has led to numerous interpretations by various artists, each bringing their unique perspective to the timeless message of resilience and hope. The song’s ability to transcend generations and connect with audiences underscores its status as a classic in the country music genre.​

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