CThere's a bliza
C7rd comming o
Fn,
how I'm wis
Ching I was home,
for my
Cpony's lame, and he can hardly
Gstand.
Listen
Cto that norther
C7sigh,
if we
Fdon't get home we'll
Cdie.
But it's
Gonly seven miles to Mary
AmAnn's.
It's
Gonly seven miles to Mary
CAnn's.
You can
Cbet we're on her
Cmind,
for it's
Fnearly super
Ctime
and I'll
Cbet there's hot biscuits in the
Gpan.
Lord, my
Chands feel like there
C7froze,
and there's a
Fnumbness in my
Ctoes.
But it's
Gonly five more miles to Mary
AmAnn's.
It's
Gonly five more miles to Mary
CAnn's.
That wind's
Chowling and it
C7seems
mighty
Flike a woman's
Cscream.
And we'd
Cbest a-be moving faster if we
Gcan.
Dan just
Cthink about that
C7barn,
with the
Fhay so soft and
Cwarm.
For it's
Gonly three more miles to Mary
AmAnn's,
It's
Gonly three more miles to Mary
CAnn's.
(Recitativ s akordy)
Dan, get up you or`nery cuss,
or you'll be the death of us.
I'm so weary, but I'll help you if I can.
Alright dan, perhaps it's best,
if we stop a while and rest.
For it's still a hundred yards to Mary Ann's.
It's still a hundred yards to Mary Ann's.
(Recitativ s akordy.)
Late that night the storm was gone,
the found him there at dawn.
He'd a-made it but he just couldn't leave old Dan.
Yes they found him there on the plains,
hands froze to the reigns.
He was just a hundred yards form Mary Ann's.
He was j
Gust a hundred yards from Mary A
Cnn's.