There's a blizzard comin' on how I'm wishin' I was home   For my pony's lame and he can't hardly stand   Listen to that Norther sigh if we don't get home we'll die   But it's only seven miles to Mary Ann only seven miles to Mary Ann      You can bet we're on her mind cause it's nearly suppertime   And I'll bet there's hot biscuits in the pan   Lord my hands feel like their froze there's a numbness in my toes   But there's only five more miles to Mary Ann only five more miles to Mary Ann      That wind's howlin' and it seems Mighty like a woman's screams   We best be movin' faster if we can   Dan just think about that barn with that hay so soft an warm   It's only three more miles to Mary Ann it's only three more miles to Mary Ann      Dan get up you ornery cuss or you'll be the death of us   Well I'm so weary but I'll help ya if I can   Well all right Dan perhaps it's best that we stop a while and rest   We're still a hundred yards from Mary Ann it's still a hundred yards to Mary Ann   Well late that night the storm was gone and they found him there at dawn   Well he'd a made it but he just couldn't leave old Dan   Yes they found him there on the plains with his hands froze to the reins   He was just a hundred yards from Mary Ann   He was just a hundred yards from Mary Ann