It wouldn't be the first time I've fallen from her grace!
© J. Patrick Sharpe
Lyrics and music by J. Patrick Sharpe
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I’m stuck without my long johns again (repeat)
I ain’t got no charge card and I ain’t got no friends
Man, it’s cold up here in Michigan (repeat)
Rolling dice with Old Man Winter is a game that you can’t win
That lake she’s a mean old girl (repeat)
She throws those winds upon you—it’s a cold, cold world
My old lady is meaner than that lake (repeat)
She said this was the last straw; It was all she could take
I’m standing with a door in my face (repeat)
This wouldn’t be the first time I’ve fallen from her grace
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