There s a blizzard comin on, how I m wishin I was home-
for my pony s lame and he can t hardly stand.
Listen to that Norther sigh- if we don t get home, we ll die.
But it s only seven miles to MaryAnn.
It s only seven miles to MaryAnn.
You can bet we re on her mind, cause it s nearly supper time.
And I ll bet there s hot biscuits in the pan.
Lord, my hands feel like their froze, there s a numbness in my toes.
but it s only five more miles to MaryAnn.
It s only five more miles to MaryAnn.
That winds howlin and it seems, mighty like a woman s scream.
We best be movin faster, if we can.
Dan, just think about that barn, with that hay so soft and warm.
It s only three more miles to MaryAnn.
It s only three more miles to MaryAnn.
[spoken]
"Well Dan, get up, you awnry cuss, or you ll be the death of us.
Well I m so weary, I ll help ya , if I can.
Well, alright Dan, perhaps it s best, that we stop awhile and rest.
For it s still a-hundred yards to MaryAnn."
[sung]
It s still a-hundred yards to MaryAnn.
[spoken]
Well, late that night the storm was gone, and they found im, there at dawn.
Well, he d a-made it, but he just couldn t leave ol Dan.
Yes, they found him there, on the plains, with his hands froze to the reins.
He was just a-hundred yards from MaryAnn.
[sung]
He was just a-hundred yards from MaryAnn.
# Make sure when this song is sung to not use the word, "MaryAnn s".
# He is not trying to get to the "place" and much as he is the "woman".