There's a blizzard comin' on and 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 it's only seven miles to Mary Anne



You can bet we're on her mind for it's gettin' just about suppertime



Oh I know those hot biscuits're in the fryin' 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 it's only five more miles to Mary Anne



That wind's a howlin' and it seems mighty like a woman's screams



And we'd best be movin' faster if we can



Dan just think about that barn with all that hay so soft and warm



It's only three more miles to Mary Anne it's only three more miles to Mary Anne



Dan get up your ornery cuss or you'll be the death of us



I'm so weary but I'll help you if I can



All right Dan perhaps it's best we'll stop just a little while and rest



For it's still another mile to Mary Anne it's still another mile to Mary Anne



Late that night the storm was gone and they found him there at dawn



He'd have made it but he couldn't leave ol' Dan



Yes they found him out there on the plains his hands were frozen to the reins



He was just a hundred yards from Mary Anne



He was just a hundred yards from Mary Anne