The winter wind is blowin strong
My hands've got no gloves
I wish to myself that I could see
The gal I'm thinkin of

Oh do you remember me babe
I remember you quite well
You caused me to leave old kingsport town
With the high sheriff on my trail

High sheriff on my trail boys
High sheriff on my trail
All because I'd fallen for
A curly headed dark-eyed gal

Who's a-gonna stroke your coal-black hair
An sing to your coloured skin
Who's a-gonna kiss your memphis lips
When I'm not in the wings

When I'm not in the wings babe
When I'm not in the wings
Who's a-gonna kiss your memphis mouth
When I'm not in the wings

Who's a-gonna walk you side-by-side
And tell you everythings alright
Who's a-gonna sing to you all day long
And not just in the night

Who's a-gonna walk you side-by-side
Who's a-gonna be your man
Who's a-gonna look you straight in the eye
And hold your bad-luck hand

Hold your bad-luck hand babe
Hold your bad-luck hand
Who's a-gonna hold your hard-luck hand
And who's a-gonna be your man

The winter wind is blowin strong
My hands've got no gloves
I wish to myself that I could see
The gal I'm thinkin of