Winter, he’s on our front porch,
Laying down a sheet of snow
Me, I’m in our big brass
Bed laying in all my sorrow
Cause I am a blue woman
And you are my blue man
Winter, he’s got me dreamin’
Of my first home, the burning southwest
So I lay here through the quiet morning
Counting on dreams I can’t quite grab
When counting dreams is all I have
Cause I am a blue woman
And you are my blue man
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