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Johnny Cash
"The Blizzard" lyrics

The Blizzard

There's a blizzard coming on
And I'm wishing I was home
For my pony's lame
And he can't hardly stand
Lord, my hands feel like they're froze
And there's a numb that's in my toes
But it's only seven miles
To Maryanne
It's only seven miles
To Maryanne

You can bet we're on her mind
For it's nearly suppertime
And I know that there's hot biscuits
In the pan
Listen to that northern sigh
If we don't get home we'll die
But it's only five more miles
To Maryanne
It's only five more miles
To Maryanne

That wind's howling and it seems
Mighty like a women's screams
And we'd best be moving faster
If we can
Dan, just think about that barn
With that hay, so soft and warm
It's only three more miles
To Maryanne
It's only three more miles
To Maryanne

Come on, Dan
Get up, you honory cuss
Or you'll be the death of us
I'm so weary but I'll help you
If I can
Alright, Dan, perhaps it's best
We'll just stop a while and rest
For it's still another mile
To Maryanne
It's still another mile
To Maryanne

Late that night the storm was gone
And they found him there at dawn
He'd made it
But he couldn't leave old Dan
Yes, they found him on the plains
His hands frozen to the reigns
He was just a hundred yards
From Maryanne
He was just a hundred yards
From Maryanne