Blizzard

There's a blizzard comin' on how I'm wishin' I was home

For my pony's lame and he can't hardly stand

Listen to that Norther sigh if we don't get home we'll die

But it's only seven miles to Mary Ann only seven miles to Mary Ann

You can bet we're on her mind cause it's nearly suppertime

And I'll bet there's hot biscuits in the pan

Lord my hands feel like their froze there's a numbness in my toes

But there's only five more miles to Mary Ann only five
more miles to Mary Ann

That wind's howlin' and it seems Mighty like a woman's screams

We best be movin' faster if we can

Dan just think about that barn with that hay so soft an warm

It's only three more miles to Mary Ann it's only three
more miles to Mary Ann

Dan get up you ornery cuss or you'll be the death of us

Well I'm so weary but I'll help ya if I can

Well all right Dan perhaps it's best that we stop a while and rest

We're still a hundred yards from Mary Ann it's still
a hundred yards to Mary Ann

Well late that night the storm was gone and they found him there at dawn

Well he'd a made it but he just couldn't leave old Dan

Yes they found him there on the plains with his hands froze to the reins

He was just a hundred yards from Mary Ann

He was just a hundred yards from Mary Ann