St. Ann's Gold

With feet so cold 
I feel no pain 
And the Western Cross 
on snow white plain 

Look over yonder 
the pines are down 
they've laid them well 
On sequoia ground 

I hear the howling timber wolf 
I hear the howling timber wolf 

Sleepy eyes 
fading light 
snow white Suzy 
you're my desire 

You carry me back home 
You carry me back home