Cold Rain and Snow (Traditional)

Lyrics

Well I married me a wife,
She's been trouble all my life,
Run me out in the cold rain and snow.
Rain and snow,
Run me out in the cold rain and snow.

Well she's comin down the stairs,
Combing back her yellow hair,
And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way.
This a-way,
And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way.

Well she went up to her room,
Where she met her fateful doom,
And I'm goin where them chilly winds don't blow.
Don't blow,
And I'm goin where them chilly winds don't blow.