| Well, I was standing on a corner
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| At a flat-ironed building in Nashville, North Carolina
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| Waiting for a woman that was putting me down
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| And leaving me way behind and the wind was cold, the wind blew cold
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| I walked around the corner
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| To have a cup of coffee and I met a good buddy instead
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| We both crossed the river for a shot of white lightning
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| And it moves me out of my head and the wind was cold, the wind blew cold
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| I can’t forget that lonesome day
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| Nothing seemed to go my way
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| I got put down by the woman I love
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| And the wind blew cold, Lord, Lord, the wind blew cold
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| Started walking and I thumbed across
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| The Hotspring Mountains there in Knoxville, Tennessee
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| I hear a freight train was a-landing before the wind blow
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| And no one talking to me and the wind was cold, the wind blew cold
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| A couple of fellows and a lot truck moving
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| Took me to the Tennessee line
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| We got to talking and a-drinking over troubles
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| On a bottle of homemade wine and the wind was cold, the wind blew cold
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| I can’t forget that lonesome day
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| Nothing seemed to go my way
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| I got put down by the woman I live
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| And the wind blew cold, Lord, Lord, the wind blew cold
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| And the wind blew cold
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| Lord, Lord, the wind blew cold |