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