Chris Thile & Michael Daves Rain And Snow
Well, I married me a wife
She gave me trouble all my life
Left me out in the cold rain and snow
Rain and snow
Left me out in that cold rain and snow
Yeah she came down the stair
Combing back her long yellow hair
And her cheeks were as red as a rose
As a rose
And her cheeks were as red as a rose
Well, I've done all that I can do
To try to get along with you
And I ain't gonna be treated this'a way
This'a way
And I ain't gonna be treated this'a way
As she came in the room
Met with her final doom
And I ain't gonna be treated this'a way
This'a way
And I ain't gonna be treated this'a way
This'a way
And I ain't gonna be treated this way
