Tom: C
Introdução:
C C7 F C
There's a blizard comming on, how I'm wishing I was home,
C G
for my pony's lame, and he can hardly stand.
C C7 F C
Listen to that norther sigh, if we don't get home we'll die.
G Am
But it's only seven miles to Mary Ann's.
G C
It's only seven miles to Mary Ann's.
C C7 F C
You can bet we're on her mind, for it's nearly suppertime
C G
and I'll bet there's hot bisquets in the pan.
C C7 F C
Lord my hands feel like there froze, and there's a numbness in my toes.
G Am
But it's only five more miles to Mary Ann's.
G C
It's only five more miles to Mary Ann's.
C C7 F C
That wind's howling and it seems mighty like a woman's scream.
C G
And we'd best abe moving faster if we can.
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Dan just think about that barn, with the hay so soft and warm.
G Am
For it's only more miles to Mary Ann's,
G C
It's only three more miles to Mary Ann's.
(Talk--chord in background)
G C
He was just a hundred yards from Mary Ann's.