Cold Rain & Snow

Well I married me a wife, she’s been trouble all my lifeRun me out in the cold rain and snowRain and snow, run me out in the cold rain and snowWell she’s coming down the stairs, combin’ back her yellow hairAnd I ain’t goin be treated this ol’ wayWell she went up to her room where she sang her faithful tuneWell I’m goin where those chilly winds don’t blow

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