There's a blizzard comin' on, and I'm wishin' I was home
For my pony's lame and he can't hardly stand
Listen to that northern sigh, if we don't get home we'll die
But it's only seven miles to Marianne
Yes, it's only seven miles to Marianne
You can bet we're on her mind, for it's nearly suppertime
And I'll bet there'll be hot biscuits in the pan
Lord, my hands feel like they're froze, and there's numbness in my toes
But it's only five more miles to Marianne
It's only five more miles to Marianne
That wind's howlin' and it seems mighty like a woman screams
And we'd best be movin' faster if we can
And just think about that barn with the hay so soft and warm
It's only three more miles to Marianne
Yes, it's only three more miles to Marianne
Come on, get up, Dan, you ornery cuss
You're gonna be the death of us
I'm so weary, but I'll help you if I can
All right, Dan, for perhaps it's best we'll just stop awhile and rest
But it's still only another mile to Marianne
It's still another mile to Marianne
Late that night the storm was gone, but they found him there at dawn
He'd have made it, but he just couldn't leave old Dan
Yes, they found him there on the plains, his hands frozen to the rains
He was just a hundred yards from Marianne
He was just a hundred yards from Marianne