Grateful Dead - Cold Rain and Snow Lyrics

Well, she's coming down the stairs, combin' back her yellow hair
And I ain't goin' be treated this way, this ol' way
And I ain't goin' be treated this way

Well, she went up to her room where she sang her faithful tune
And I'm goin' where those chilly winds don't blow, winds don't blow
And I'm goin' where those chilly winds don't blow

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

Run me out in the cold rain and snow
Run me out in the cold rain and snow
Run me out in the cold rain and snow
Run me out in the cold rain and snow