The roof is leaking and the wind is howling

Kids are crying 'cos the sheets are so cold

I woke this morning found my hands were frozen

I've tried to fix the fire, but you know the damn thing's too old



It's been months now, since we heard from our Mary,

I wonder if she ever made the coast

She and her young man, they both moved out there

But I sure hope they write, just to let us know



And me, I'm getting stronger by the minute

My wife's expecting, but I hope she can wait

'Cos this winter looks like it's gonna be another bad one

But Spring'll soon be here,

Oh God I hope it's not late



Ma and Pa lived here, and theirs before them



Tried their hardest to make it a home

Seems so long now since they passed over

Hope my children'll try to make it their own



The roof is leaking and the wind is howling

Kids are crying, 'cos the sheets are so cold

I woke this morning found my hands were frozen

I've tried to fix the fire, but you know the damn thing's too old



And me, I'm getting stronger by the minute

My wife's expecting, but I hope she can wait

'Cos this winter looks like it's gonna be another bad one

But Spring'll soon be here,

Oh God I hope it's not late