The Blizzard Chris LeDoux
[D]Thereâs a blizzard cominâ on How IÃ[G]¢m wishinâ I [D]was home
For my ponyâs lame and he canât hardly[A] stand
Listen [D]to that Norther sigh If we [G]donât get home weâl[D]l die
But itâs[A] only 7 miles to Mary [Bm]Ann [A] Only 7 miles to Mary[D] Ann
[D]You can bet weâre on her mind ÃŽCuz itÃ[G]¢s nearly sup[D]pertime
And Iâll bet thereâs hot biscuits in th[A]e pan
Lord my [D]hands feel like their froze Thereâs a[G] numbness in my[D] toes
[A] [Bm] [A] [D]But thereâs only 5 more miles to Mary Ann Only 5 more miles to Mary
[Ann] That windâs howlinâ and it seems Might[G]y like a womanâs[D] screams
We best be movinâ faster if we[A] can
Dan, just [D]think about that barn with that [G]hay so soft an [D]warm
[A] [Bm] [A] [D]Itâs only 3 more miles to Mary Ann Itâs only 3 more miles to Mary
[Ann]Spoken:
[D]Dan, get up you ornery cuss or youâll[G] be the death of[D] us
Well, Iâm so weary but Iâll help ya if [A]I can
Well, all right [D]Dan, perhaps itâs best that we[G] stop a while and[D] rest
Weâre[A] still a hundred yards from Mary [Bm]Ann
Itâs[A] still a hundred yards to Mary [D]Ann
[D]Well late that night the storm was gone and they f[G]ound him there at d[D]awn
Well, heâd a made it but he just couldnât leave ol[A]d Dan
Yes, they f[D]ound him there on the plains with his [G]hands froze to the[D]
reins
He was [A]just a hundred yards from Mary A[Bm]nn
He was [A]just a hundred yards from Mary An[D]n
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