Blizzard — текст песни (Harlan Howard)

There`s a blizzard comin` on and I`m wishin` 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 numbness in my toes
But it`s only seven miles to Mary Anne it`s only seven miles to Mary Anne
You can bet we`re on her mind for it`s nearly suppertime
And I bet 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 Mary Anne it`s only five more miles to Mary Anne
That wind`s howlin` and it seems mighty like a woman`s screams
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 Mary Anne it`s only three more miles to Mary Anne
Dan get up your ornery 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 awhile and rest
It`s still another mile to Mary Anne it`s still another mile to Mary Anne
Late that night the storm was gone and they found him there at dawn
He`d`ve made it but he just couldn`t leave ol` Dan
Yes they found him out there on the plains his hands froze to the reins
He was just a hundred yards from Mary Anne
He was just a hundred yards from Mary Anne