Winter, he’s on our front porch Laying down a sheet of snow Me, I’m in our big brass bed laying in all my sorrows
‘Cause I am a blue woman I am a blue woman And you are my blue man
Good old winter, he’s got me dreamin’ Of my first home, the burning southwest So I lay here through the quiet morning Countin’ on dreams I can’t quite grab When countin’ dreams is all I have
‘Cause I am a blue woman I am a blue woman And you are my blue man Honey, you are my blue man