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Blurt.Media Blues Radio : Winter on Moon River
The ice is thick
The line is thin
Fish ain't biting
But I reel it in
The snow’s a blanket
The moon’s a grin
Stuck here ‘til the thaw begins
Trapped in this log box
The fire's low
Got a fiddle and a flask to fight the snow
[Chorus]
Winter on Moon River
Ain't no place to go
Ice fishing
Wood walking
In a cabin buried low
Snow keeps falling
Sky turns to stone
We’re frozen together
Can’t call it alone
[Verse 2]
Pine trees whisper secrets in the breeze
Frost on the window
Like lace on the trees
Boots by the fire
Steam rising slow
Whittling a spoon
Got nowhere to go
The harmonica wails
Like a coyote's plea
The river's asleep
But it dreams of the sea
[Prechorus]
The fiddle laughs
The bass hums deep
Snowflakes tap on the roof in their sleep
[Chorus]
Winter on Moon River
Ain’t no place to go
Ice fishing
Wood walking
In a cabin buried low
Snow keeps falling
Sky turns to stone
We’re frozen together
Can’t call it alone
[Bridge]
A squirrel taps the pane
Like it’s keeping score
I tap my boots
But the rhythm’s poor
Fingers stiff
Harmonica's wheeze
Whistle a tune ‘bout the moon and the freeze
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By OGMediaThe ice is thick
The line is thin
Fish ain't biting
But I reel it in
The snow’s a blanket
The moon’s a grin
Stuck here ‘til the thaw begins
Trapped in this log box
The fire's low
Got a fiddle and a flask to fight the snow
[Chorus]
Winter on Moon River
Ain't no place to go
Ice fishing
Wood walking
In a cabin buried low
Snow keeps falling
Sky turns to stone
We’re frozen together
Can’t call it alone
[Verse 2]
Pine trees whisper secrets in the breeze
Frost on the window
Like lace on the trees
Boots by the fire
Steam rising slow
Whittling a spoon
Got nowhere to go
The harmonica wails
Like a coyote's plea
The river's asleep
But it dreams of the sea
[Prechorus]
The fiddle laughs
The bass hums deep
Snowflakes tap on the roof in their sleep
[Chorus]
Winter on Moon River
Ain’t no place to go
Ice fishing
Wood walking
In a cabin buried low
Snow keeps falling
Sky turns to stone
We’re frozen together
Can’t call it alone
[Bridge]
A squirrel taps the pane
Like it’s keeping score
I tap my boots
But the rhythm’s poor
Fingers stiff
Harmonica's wheeze
Whistle a tune ‘bout the moon and the freeze