Well, she's coming down the stairs, combin' back her yellow hair
And I ain't goin' be treated this way, this ol' way
And I ain't goin' be treated this way
Well, she went up to her room where she sang her faithful tune
And I'm goin' where those chilly winds don't blow, winds don't blow
And I'm goin' where those chilly winds don't blow
Well, I married me a wife, she's been trouble all my life
Run me out in the cold rain and snow, rain and snow
Run me out in the cold rain and snow
Run me out in the cold rain and snow
Run me out in the cold rain and snow
Run me out in the cold rain and snow
Run me out in the cold rain and snow