| C | F | C | C |
| Go a | way, go a | way, you | cold north | wind |
| C | G | C | C |
| Blowing my | muffler round and | round | |
| C | F | C | C |
| Dear white | powder | blow | ing |
| C | G | C | C |
| Covering | up the icy | ground | |
| C | F | C | C |
| I'm a | slipping and a | sliding down this | dead end | street |
| C | G | C | C |
| Like a | sheep who is | lost from the | fold | |
| C | F | C | C |
| I've | been on the | land and I've | been on the | sea |
| C | G | C | C |
| I ain't | never seen a | night so | cold | |
| F | C | C |
| Suddenly a | face at the | win | dow |
| C | G | C | C |
| Looks | like someone I | might a seen be | fore | |
| C | F | C | C |
| Thought it must have | been my imagi | na | tion |
| C | G | C | C |
| When | suddenly she | opened up the | door | |
| F | Bb | F | F | Bb | F | F |
| And I | never ex | pected to | see you | again, must a been | seven years | ago | |
| Bb | F | F | G | G | C | C |
| Now that you're | here, why | don't you come | in, don't | stand out | side in the | snow | |
| C | F | C | C |
| She sat me | down in that | old rocking | chair |
| C | G | C | C |
| And she | threw on an | other lump of | coal | |
| F | C | C |
| Said what's a | southern boy like | you doing | here |
| C | G | C | C |
| Where the | winter gets so | long and | cold | |
| F | C | C | C |
| My histo | ry is a | short one to | tell | |
| C | G | C | C |
| I've | been travelling | all these seven | years | |
| F | C |
| I followed the | music and the | money around |
| C | G | C |
| And | that's what I'm | doing up | here |
| F | C | C |
| She said I | came up with my | hus | band |
| C | G | C | C |
| He | wanted to get a | way from Tennes | see | |
| F | C | C |
| He's up some | where in the Rocky | Moun | tains |
| C | G | C |
| But it | just got too | cold up there for | me |
| F | Bb | F | Bb | F |
| And I | never ex | pected to | see you again, but then again, you | just never | know |
| Bb | F | G | C |
| You better stay | here un | til the weather clears, it's to | cold to be out there in the | snow |
Created 2009 Dec 27 11:26
This is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song.
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