Al Atkins - Winter lyrics

Got no silver in my pockets Got no pillow for my bed And the winter it gets stronger Got to ease my aching head In the morning when I wake up Get this feeling deep inside And I wonder if I'll die young Or just go out of my mind I still get this awful feeling When the snow falls to the ground It still sends my senses reeling Going winter underground I still get this awful feeling When the snow falls to the ground And it sends my senses reeling Going winter