Ain’t a lot to do here, just pass away the time
Ain’t no cars here, no boats, no nothing
Just a couple of hills to climb
And the wind keeps-a-howlin’ way above the trees
I’m plowing my way through a thik pack of snow
I’m way up to my knees

So let’s keep that fire burning
Pass that jug around
It’s the only thing warm in this whole damn’ storm
Just pass that jug around

I used to have a sweethart, to keep me warm at night
She was good to me but she let me be
Told me she’d seen the light
Now I’m spending my days in darkness, chopping logs into sticks
Handover that matchbook
And I’ll show you some of my oldest tricks

Now I’m chattering my teeth,
Tryin’ to fight of the cold
Pouring down that liquer
Got my arms uncrossed, got my legs unfolded
I’m about as ready as can be
To find myself a new darling, find myself a new baby