Jim Reeves – The Blizzard (Guitar)

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There's a blizard comming on, how I'm wishing I was home,

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for my pony's lame, and he can hardly stand.

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Listen to that norther sigh, if we don't get home we'll die.

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

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It's only seven miles to Mary Ann's.

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

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and I'll bet there's hot biscuits in the pan.

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Lord my hands feel like there froze, and there's a numbness in my toes.

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But it's only five more miles to Mary Ann's.

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It's only five more miles to Mary Ann's.

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That wind's howling and it seems mighty like a woman's scream.

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And we'd best a be moving faster if we can.

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Dan just think about that barn, with the hay so soft and warm.

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For it's only three more miles to Mary Ann's,

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

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Dan get up you 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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Alright Dan, perhaps it's best, if we stop a while and rest.

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For it's still a hundred yards to Mary Ann's.

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It's still a hundred yards to Mary Ann's.

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Late that night the storm was gone, they found him there at dawn.

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He'd-a-made it but he just couldn't leave old Dan.

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Yes they found him there on the plains, hands froze to the reigns.

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He was just a hundred yards from Mary Ann's.

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He was just a hundred yards from Mary Ann's.