Billy Walker Blizzard Lyrics:
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 northern sigh if we don't get home
we'll die But it's only seven miles to Mary Anne
yes it's only seven miles to Mary Anne You can bet
we're on her mind for it's nearly suppertime And
I'll bet there's hot biscuits in the pan Lord my
hands feel like they're froze and there's a
numbness in my toes But it's only five more miles
to Mary Anne yes it's only five more miles to Mary
Anne That wind's blowin' and it seems mighty like
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a woman's screams And we'd best be movin' faster
if we can Dan just think about that barn with that
hay so soft and warm For it's only three more
miles to Mary Anne yes it's only three more miles
to Mary Anne Dan get up your ornery cuss or you'll
be the death of us And I'm so weary but I'll help
you if I can All right Dan perhaps it's best that
we'll stop awhile and rest For it's still a
hundred yards to Mary Anne yes it's still a
hundred yards to Mary Anne Late that night the
storm was gone they found him there at dawn He'd
made it but he couldn't leave ol' Dan Yes they
found him on the plains with his hands froze to
the reins He was just a hundred yards from Mary
Anne He was just a hundred yards from Mary Anne
Lyrics: Blizzard, Billy Walker [end]