There's C a blizard commin C7 g on, how I' F m wishing I wa C s home,
for my C pony's lame, and he can hardly G stand.
Listen C to that norther C7 sigh, if we F don't get home we'll C die.
But it's G only seven miles to Mary Am Ann's.
It's G only seven miles to Mary C Ann's.
You can C bet we're on her C7 mind, for it's F nearly super C time
and I'll C bet there's hot bisquets in the G pan.
Lord my C hands feel like there C7 froze, and there's a F numbness in my C toes.
But it's G only five more miles to Mary Am Ann's.
It's G only five more miles to Mary C Ann's.
That wind's C howling and it C7 seems mighty F like a woman's C scream.
And we'd C best abe moving faster if we G can.
Dan just C think about that C7 barn, with the F hay so soft and C warm.
For it's G only more miles to Mary Am Ann's,
It's G only three more miles to Mary C Ann's.
(Talk--chord in background)
Dan get up you ornery 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.
(Talk--chord in background.)
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 G ust a hundred yards from Mary A C nn's.
Jim Reeves
