Johnny Cash

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There's a blizzard coming on how
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I'm wishing I was home
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For my pony's lame and he can hardly stand
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Lord my hands feel like their froze and
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there's a numb that's in my toes
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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

You can bet we're on her mind
for it's nearly suppertime
And I know that there's hot biscuits in the pan
Listen to that norther sigh
if we don't get home we'll die
But it's only five more miles to Mary Anne
It's only five more miles to Mary Anne

That wind's howling and it
seems mighty like a women's scream
And we'd best be moving faster, if we can
Dan, just think about that barn
with that hay so soft and warm
It's only three more miles to Mary Anne
It's only three more miles to Mary Anne

Come on Dan get up, you honory
cuss or you'll be the death of us
I'm so weary but I'll help you, if I can
All right, Dan, perhaps it's best
we'll just stop a while and rest
For it's still another mile to Mary Anne
It's still another mile to Mary Anne

Late that night the storm was gone
and they found him there at dawn
He'd made it but he couln't leave old Dan
Yes, they found him on the plains
his hands frozen to the reigns
He was just a hundred yards from Mary Anne
He was just a hundred yards from Mary Anne