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