There's a blizzard comin' on, how I'm wishin' I was home
For my pony's lame and he can't hardly stand
Listen to that Norther sigh, if we don't get home we'll die
But it's only seven miles to Mary Ann
It's only seven miles to Mary Ann
You can bet we're on her mind 'cause it's nearly supper time
And I'll bet there's hot biscuits in the pan
Lord, my hands feel like their froze, there's a numbness in my toes
But there's only five more miles to Mary Ann
It's only five more miles to Mary Ann
That wind's howlin' and it seems mighty like a woman's screams
We best be movin' faster if we can
Dan, just think about that barn with that hay so so
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