There's a blizzard comin' on
And I'm wishin' I was home
For my pony's lame and he can't hardly stand
Lord my hands feel like they're froze
And there's a numbness in my toes
But it's only seven miles to Mary Anne
It's only seven miles to Mary Anne

You can bet we're on her mind
For it's nearly suppertime
And I know that there's hot biscuits in the pan
Listen to that northern sigh
If we don't get home we'll die
But it's only five more miles to Mary Anne
It's only five more miles to Mary Anne

That wind's howlin' and it seems
Mighty like a woman's screams
And we'd 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 Mary Anne
It's only three more miles to Mary Anne

Come on Dan get up your 'ornery cuss
Or you'll be the death of us
I'm so weary but I'll help you if I can
All right Dan perhaps it's best
We'll just stop awhile and rest
For it's still another mile to Mary Anne
It's still another mile to Mary Anne

Late that night the storm was gone
And they found him there at dawn
He made it but he couldn't leave ol' Dan
Yes they found him on the plains
His hands froze into the reins
He was just a hundred yards from Mary Anne
He was just a hundred yards from Mary Anne.

