The Blizzard

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There's a blizzard comin' and I'm wishin' I was home  
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For my pony's lame and he can't hardly stand  
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Lord my hands feel like their froze and there's a numb that's in my toes  
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But it's only seven miles to Maryanne  
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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 norther 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 howlin' and it seems mighty like a women's scream  
And we'd best be movin' 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  
   
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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  
All right, 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 couln't leave ol' 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 MaryAnn