Текст песни Billy Walker - Blizzard
Billy Walker - Blizzard слова песни
There`s a blizzard comin` on how I`m wishin` I was homeFor my pony`s lame and he can`t hardly standListen to that northern sigh if we don`t get home we`ll dieBut it`s only seven miles to Mary Anne yes it`s only seven miles to Mary AnneYou can bet we`re on her mind for it`s nearly suppertimeAnd I`ll bet there`s hot biscuits in the panLord my hands feel like they`re froze and there`s a numbness in my toesBut it`s only five more miles to Mary Anne yes it`s only five more miles to Mary AnneThat wind`s blowin` and it seems mighty like a woman`s screamsAnd we`d best be movin` faster if we canDan just think about that barn with that hay so soft and warmFor it`s only three more miles to Mary Anne yes it`s only three more miles to Mary AnneDan get up your ornery cuss or you`ll be the death of usAnd I`m so weary but I`ll help you if I canAll right Dan perhaps it`s best that we`ll stop awhile and restFor it`s still a hundred yards to Mary Anne yes it`s still a hundred yards to Mary AnneLate that night the storm was gone they found him there at dawnHe`d made it but he couldn`t leave ol` DanYes they found him on the plains with his hands froze to the reinsHe was just a hundred yards from Mary AnneHe was just a hundred yards from Mary Anne