I've been too long with my nose in a book
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I hope you sing just as good as you look
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Come on over baby, I got a song for you
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A little jump of something I call
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The wintertime blues
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I wanna hear those mockingbird wings
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I want gravy on everything
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Lovin' in the kitchen
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What have we got to lose
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Just a nasty case of
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These ol' wintertime blues
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Cold as snot with a big frozen smile
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Ain't foolin' nobody after a while
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Time to let the cat out
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I've got a real short fuse
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I'm just about to blow up
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These ol' wintertime blues
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There's no spring
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There was never any spring
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Spring's a long gone thing
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There won't ever be a spring no more
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At least that's the way it feels when your
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Skin is cracked and peeled
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And you've been livin' under
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sixty pounds of blanket
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And the snow's drifting up to your window
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And you're out of firewood
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And the wolf is howling at your door
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Three hours of day light
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and all of them gray
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The suicide prevention group has all run away
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I'm running out of groceries
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I ain't got no rubber shoes
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Bring the bacon baby
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I got the wintertime blues
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I could cut a hole in the floor
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Catch you a fish by a quarter to four
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But I'm stuck up this mountain
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Where I got a bird's eye view
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Of couple more months of these
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ol' wintertime blues
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And it's a one, two
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My lips are turning blue
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Come on over baby
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What have we got to lose
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Just a nasty case of
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These ol' wintertime blues
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And it's three, four
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I'm stiff as Al Gore
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Come on over baby
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What have we got to lose
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Just a nasty case of these ol'
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wintertime blues
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Well, it's the same old drill
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For Punxsutawney Phil
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If he sees his own shadow
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I'm shootin' to kill
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Come on over baby
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I stand accused
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There's a man going crazy up here
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With the wintertime blues
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Wintertime Blues
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| John Hiatt |
