The winter wind is a blowing strong My hands have got no gloves I wish to my soul that I could see The girl I'm thinking of Don't you remember me, babe I remember you quite well You caused me to leave Old Kingsport town With a high sheriff on my trail High sheriff on my trail, boys High sheriff on my trail All because I'm falling for A curly headed dark eyed girl Who's a-gonna stroke your cold black hair And sandy colored skin Who's a-gonna kiss your Memphis lips When I'm out in the wind When I'm out in the wind, babe When I'm out in the wind Who's a-gonna kiss your Memphis mouth When I'm out in the wind Who's a-gonna walk you side by side And tell you every thing's alright Who's a-gonna sing to you all day long And not just in the night Who's a-gonna walk you side by side Who's a-gonna be your man Who's a-gonna look you straight in the eye And hold your bad luck hand Hold your bad luck hand, babe Hold your bad luck hand Who's a-gonna hold your hard luck hand And who's a-gonna be your man The winter wind is a blowing strong My hands have got no gloves I wish to my soul I could see The girl I'm thinking of © SPECIAL RIDER MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com