LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeKingsport Town
The winter wind is a blowing strongMy hands have got no glovesI wish to my soul that I could seeThe girl I'm a-thinking ofDon't you remember me babeI remember you quite wellYou caused me to leave old Kingsport TownWith a high sheriff on my trailHigh sheriff on my trail, boysHigh sheriff on my trailAll because I'm falling forA curly-headed dark-eyed girlWho's a-gonna stroke your cold black hairAnd sandy colored skinWho's a-gonna kiss your Menphis lipsWhen I'm out in the windWhen I'm out in the wind, babeWhen I'm out in the windWho's a-gonna kiss your Memphis mouthWhen I'm out in the windWho's a-gonna walk you side by sideAnd tell you everything's alrightWho's a-gonna sing to you all day longAnd not just in the nightWho's a-gonna walk you side by sideWho's a-gonna be your manWho's a-gonna look you straight in the eyeAnd hold your bad luck handHold your bad luck hand, babeHold your bad luck handWho's a-gonna hold your hard luck handAnd who's a-gonna be your manThe winter wind is a blowing strongMy hands have got no glovesI wish to my soul I could seeThe girl I'm a-thinking of.
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