作曲 : E. Mandell The winter wind is blowing strong My hands have got no gloves I wish to my soul that I could see The boy I'm thinking of Don't you remember me babe I remember you quite well Caused me to leave my happy home For the darkness on that trail Darkness on the trail boys Darkness on my trail All because I'm falling for A curly-headed blue-eyed bell Who's gonna stroke your thick brown hair And sing to your ruddy skin Who's gonna kiss my California lips When I'm out in the wind When I'm out in the wind babe When I'm out in the wind Who's gonna kiss my California lips When I'm out in the wind Who's gonna walk you side by side And tell you everything is alright Who's gonna sing to you all day long And not just in the night Who's gonna walk you side by side Who's gonna be my man Who's gonna look you straight in the eye And hold your bad luck hand Hold your bad luck hand babe Hold your bad luck hand Who's gonna hold your hard luck hand Who's gonna be my man The winter wind is blowing strong My hands have got no gloves I wish to my soul that I could see The boy I'm thinking of
作曲 : E. Mandell The winter wind is blowing strong My hands have got no gloves I wish to my soul that I could see The boy I'm thinking of Don't you remember me babe I remember you quite well Caused me to leave my happy home For the darkness on that trail Darkness on the trail boys Darkness on my trail All because I'm falling for A curly-headed blue-eyed bell Who's gonna stroke your thick brown hair And sing to your ruddy skin Who's gonna kiss my California lips When I'm out in the wind When I'm out in the wind babe When I'm out in the wind Who's gonna kiss my California lips When I'm out in the wind Who's gonna walk you side by side And tell you everything is alright Who's gonna sing to you all day long And not just in the night Who's gonna walk you side by side Who's gonna be my man Who's gonna look you straight in the eye And hold your bad luck hand Hold your bad luck hand babe Hold your bad luck hand Who's gonna hold your hard luck hand Who's gonna be my man The winter wind is blowing strong My hands have got no gloves I wish to my soul that I could see The boy I'm thinking of
