The Blizzard

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[Verse 1]
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There's a blizzard comin' on how I'm wishin' I was home
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For my pony's lame and he can't hardly stand
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Listen to that northern sigh if we don't get home we'll die
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But it's only seven miles to Mary Anne
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It's only seven miles to Mary Anne


[Verse 2]
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You can bet we're on her mind for it's nearly Christmas time
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And I'll bet there's hot biscuits in the pan
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Lord my hands feel like they're froze and there's a numbness in my toes
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But it's only five more miles to Mary Anne
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It's only five more miles to Mary Anne


[Verse 3]
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That wind's howlin' and it seems mighty like a woman's screams
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So we'd best be movin' faster if we can
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Dan just think about that barn with that hay so soft and warm
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It's only three more miles to Mary Anne
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It's only three more miles to Mary Anne


[Verse 4]
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Dan get up your ornery cuss or you'll be the death of us
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I'm so weary but I'll help you if I can
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All right Dan perhaps it's best that we'll stop awhile and rest
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For it's still A hundred yards to Mary Anne
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It's still a hundred yards to Mary Anne


[Verse 5]
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Late that night the storm was gone and they found him there at dawn
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He had made it but he couldn't leave ol' Dan
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Yes they found him there on the plains his hands froze to the reins
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He was just a hundred yards from Mary Anne
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He was just a hundred yards from Mary Anne