The winter wind is blowin strong My hands've got no gloves I wish to myself that I could see The gal I'm thinkin of Oh do you remember me babe I remember you quite well You caused me to leave old kingsport town With the high sheriff on my trail High sheriff on my trail boys High sheriff on my trail All because I'd fallen for A curly headed dark-eyed gal Who's a-gonna stroke your coal-black hair An sing to your coloured skin Who's a-gonna kiss your memphis lips When I'm not in the wings When I'm not in the wings babe When I'm not in the wings Who's a-gonna kiss your memphis mouth When I'm not in the wings Who's a-gonna walk you side-by-side And tell you everythings alright Who's a-gonna sing to you all day long And not just in the night Who's a-gonna walk you side-by-side Who's a-gonna be your man Who's a-gonna look you straight in the eye And hold your bad-luck hand Hold your bad-luck hand babe Hold your bad-luck hand Who's a-gonna hold your hard-luck hand And who's a-gonna be your man The winter wind is blowin strong My hands've got no gloves I wish to myself that I could see The gal I'm thinkin of