And it's sure, that I'm cold, cold, cold And it's sure, that I'm cold, cold, cold And the wind ain't been blowing from the south It's sure, that I'm cold, cold, cold And a lot of love is all burned out It's sure, been a hard, hard winter And my feet, they're dragging close to the ground And I hope, it's gonna be a long, hot summer And a lot of love will be burning bright And I wish, I'd been out in California When the lights on all the Christmas trees went out But I've been burning my bed, my book and candle And the restoration place is all burned right And it's sure, been a cold, cold winter My feet been dragging close to the ground And the fields has all been brown and barren And the springtime take a long way around And I wish, I'd been out at Stoughton Canyon When the lights on all the Christmas trees went out But I've been burning my bed, my book and candle And the restoration place is all burned right Oh Lord Well, well, well Sometimes I think about you baby, well Sometimes I cry about you Lord Well, well, well, well, well, well, well Yeah, and I wrap my coat around your woman Yeah, and I wrap my coat around your woman Oh Lord, I told her I told her Oh Lord Yeah, and I wrap my coat around Well, baby, now sometimes I wonder I keep you warming, sometimes I wonder I wrap my coat around you Sometimes I wanna burn a candle for you Sometimes I wanna wrap my coat around you Lord Sometimes I wanna burn a candle for you That's how I wanna keep you Well, well, well, well, well I wrap my coat around your Lord, I cry Yeah, well, well, well, well, well, well Sometimes I feel so Oh, well, well, well, well, well, well