| "Winter Blues" | |
| Feeding cake in the winter time Frost on a trough. Riding out in the morning, At a fast trot. Well its getting colder each morning, And the circles always big You got into a business where only hells going to pay Wooh just the winter blues lonely winter blues Well now the boss cut you some wild ones, Hope you dont get bucked off. Calves won't mother up, And the temperature just dropped. Your feet are freezing cold, And you wonder when youll get home All day in the saddle, Sure is hard on even young bones. And now Ive oh i got the winter blues lonely winter blues Well then I roped me momma cow, She towed me around in the snow. My colt scrambled for footing, But my Wade saddle didnt roll Well I picked up a front foot But a gunzel would never guess. when youre all alone out on the ice That sure can make a mess! And now Im feeding cake in the winter time theres still frost on a trough and now I m going out in the morning at a fast trot and its a getting colder each morning and the circles always big and I got into a business where not even hells gonna pay me oh the blues lonely winter blues Then I found me a honey in a flat black hat, Now were warm and happy in this the line shack. And Ive banished the winter blues cause now Im with you! And now were a feeding cake in the wintertime Theres still frost on a trough. and now were going out in the morning, At a fast trot. And its getting hotter each second And the circles always big But its alright, cause Im riding it with you, Yes its alright, cause Im riding it with you And now weve both got these a Happy Winter Blues! Oh Blues! | |