I'll pack up my suitcase
And leave us alone
The leaves are fading brown now
And I feel
nothing at all
Won't you send my cold heart
Down to Texas or Mexico?
Then when spring comes a-calling I will run right back to your arms
But your hands don't have to hold my cold heart
There
must be something wrong with me
Cause loving you used to be so easy
Now
the seasons change And I wanna feel the same
But it's winter and I'm six feet deep in snow
Won't you send my cold heart
Down to Texas or Mexico?
Then when spring comes a-calling I will run right back to your arms
But your hands don't have to hold
my cold heart
My cold heart
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