I'm so cold, baby I need your arms tonight And I'm hopin', baby That we won't have to wait This weather too long The snow, it ain't ceasing And the ice, it just won't break And I don't know, baby Just how much more I can take Poor Sammy didn't make it I put him in the shed And if I stay it won't be long 'Till I'm just as dead So I'm packin' the last Of my belongings And setting out tonight And if there's a God above us I'll be left to see the light The devil loves the winter It's comfort's like a thorn I've got news for all you sinners I found out that hell ain't warm It's right here in Itasca In the middle of the woods And believe me when I say that If I could be anywhere else In this world I would But the cards have long been shuffled The glass has run out of sand And I'm sorry my sweet lady I was dealt a dead man's hand So I'm writing this here letter 'Cause I won't be there to sing Sell everything in my name And buy yourself that diamond ring