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There's a blizzard comin' on how I'm wishin' I was homeFor my pony's lame and he can't hardly standListen to that northern sigh if we don't get home we'll dieBut it's only seven miles to Mary Anne yes it's only seven miles to Mary AnneYou can bet we're on her mind for it's nearly suppertimeAnd I'll bet there's hot biscuits in the panLord my hands feel like they're froze and there's a numbness in my toesBut it's only five more miles to Mary Anne yes it's only five more miles to Mary AnneThat wind's blowin' and it seems mighty like a woman's screamsAnd we'd best be movin' faster if we canDan just think about that barn with that hay so soft and warmFor it's only three more miles to Mary Anne yes it's only three more miles to Mary AnneDan get up your ornery cuss or you'll be the death of usAnd I'm so weary but I'll help you if I canAll right Dan perhaps it's best that we'll stop awhile and restFor it's still a hundred yards to Mary Anne yes it's still a hundred yards to Mary AnneLate that night the storm was gone they found him there at dawnHe'd made it but he couldn't leave ol' DanYes they found him on the plains with his hands froze to the reinsHe was just a hundred yards from Mary AnneHe was just a hundred yards from Mary Anne Aus Songtexte Mania