The winter wind is blowin strong
My hands've got no gloves
I wish to myself that I could see
The gal I'm thinkin of
Oh do you remember me babe
I remember you quite well
You caused me to leave old kingsport town
With the high sheriff on my trail
High sheriff on my trail boys
High sheriff on my trail
All because I'd fallen for
A curly headed dark-eyed gal
Who's a-gonna stroke your coal-black hair
An sing to your coloured skin
Who's a-gonna kiss your memphis lips
When I'm not in the wings
When I'm not in the wings babe
When I'm not in the wings
Who's a-gonna kiss your memphis mouth
When I'm not in the wings
Who's a-gonna walk you side-by-side
And tell you everythings 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 blowin strong
My hands've got no gloves
I wish to myself that I could see
The gal I'm thinkin of