The winter wind
Is blowing so strong
My hands have got
No gloves

Wish to my sole
That I could have
The boy I´m dreaming of

Don´t you remember me, babe
I remember you quite well
Caused me to leave
All of New York town
With a high sheriff on my tail

A high sheriff on my tail, boys,
High sheriff on my trail.

All because I´ve fallen for
A curly headed dark-eyed boy

Who´s gonna stroke
Your coal black hair
And your sandy colored skin
Who´s gonna walk you side by side
And tell you everything is alright

Who´s gonna look
You straight in the eye
And hold your bad luck hand

Who´s gonna walk you
Who´s gonna talk to you
And who´s gonna be your woman

The winter wind
Is blowing so strong
My hands have got
No gloves

Don´t you remember me, babe
I remember you quite well