Written by Harlan Howard
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There?a blizzard comin?n How I?wishin? was home
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For my pony?lame and he can?hardly stand
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Listen to that Norther sigh If we don?get home we? die
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But it?only 7 miles to Mary Ann Only 7 miles to Mary Ann
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You can bet we? on her mind ?uz it?nearly suppertime
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And I? bet there?hot biscuits in the pan
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Lord my hands feel like their froze There?a numbness in my toes
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But there?only 5 more miles to Mary Ann Only 5 more miles to Mary
Ann
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That wind?howlin?nd it seems Mighty like a woman?screams
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We best be movin?aster if we can
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Dan, just think about that barn with that hay so soft an warm
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It?only 3 more miles to Mary Ann It?only 3 more miles to Mary
Ann
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Dan, get up you ornery cuss or you? be the death of us
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Well, I?so weary but I? help ya if I can
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Well, all right Dan, perhaps it?best that we stop a while and rest
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We? still a hundred yards from Mary Ann
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It?still a hundred yards to Mary Ann
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Well late that night the storm was gone and they found him there at dawn
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Well, he?a made it but he just couldn?leave old Dan
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Yes, they found him there on the plains with his hands froze to the
reins
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He was just a hundred yards from Mary Ann
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He was just a hundred yards from Mary Ann
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