Little Ann

Little Ann's in the kitchen, in her modern gown
With the rainy weather coming down
Oh, the radio does play
I could sweep you off your feet
But you're two teary eyed to even know

Little Ann, Little Ann
Let that stormy weather go
From your front door to the hall of Chicago

Oh, the lightning and the thunder
Are rolling in the sky
Coming down, just like your teary eyes

Oh, Annie don't you cry
If youre crying for me
When you're gone I'll find some company

Little Ann, Little Ann
Let that stormy weather go
From your front door to the hall of Chicago

Little Ann, Little Ann
Let that stormy weather go
From your troubled mind to the heart of Chicago