"Six Feet Of Snow" lyrics
(originally by Little Feat)
Six feet of snow
Coming through my radio
It's raining in stilettos
From here clear down to Mexico
My hands are numb
From hanging on that steering wheel
They're frozen tight
I hope the wind don't blow me off the road tonight
Don't you know the ice and snow
Are coming in through my window
And don't you know how much I hate to be so cold and so alone
I'm coming home
If it wasn't for the white lines winding side by side
I'd be lying next to her, next to her tonight
Sweet New Orleans
Where my girl, she waits for me
Her hair gold and eyes so green
She's the prettiest girl I've ever seen
Don't you know the ice and snow
Are coming in through my window
And don't you know how much I hate to be so cold and so alone
I'm coming home
If it wasn't for the white lines winding side by side
I'd be lying next to her, next to her tonight
Don't you know the ice and snow
Are coming in through my window
And don't you know how much I hate to be so cold and so alone
I'm coming home
If it wasn't for the white lines winding side by side
I'd be lying next to her, next to her tonight
Coming through my radio
It's raining in stilettos
From here clear down to Mexico
My hands are numb
From hanging on that steering wheel
They're frozen tight
I hope the wind don't blow me off the road tonight
Don't you know the ice and snow
Are coming in through my window
And don't you know how much I hate to be so cold and so alone
I'm coming home
If it wasn't for the white lines winding side by side
I'd be lying next to her, next to her tonight
Sweet New Orleans
Where my girl, she waits for me
Her hair gold and eyes so green
She's the prettiest girl I've ever seen
Don't you know the ice and snow
Are coming in through my window
And don't you know how much I hate to be so cold and so alone
I'm coming home
If it wasn't for the white lines winding side by side
I'd be lying next to her, next to her tonight
Don't you know the ice and snow
Are coming in through my window
And don't you know how much I hate to be so cold and so alone
I'm coming home
If it wasn't for the white lines winding side by side
I'd be lying next to her, next to her tonight
