While down in the snow
The cold air blows
I think about the sun
And man I'm dumb
Oh she had her days
And dubious ways
But I shoulda stayed
Now I'm a heartache and I've had my say
And there ain't no point to this whole thing, by the way
But I'm trying harder to foresee that day
When I can pack my bags and make it down your way
But I know if I come back down they're gonna get me
The snakes and their charmers were hard up that day
So I looked right twice and I went the other way
The butchers and barbers were not nice, they say
I had to tell them twice that I'll find out my own way
And now I know if I come back down they're gonna get me