Wintry Feeling
Winchester
Look how the sky's all silver, beautiful Montreal
Out of the sky of silver, snowflakes begin to fall
I sit me by my window, I take my pen in hand
If I sound a little wintry, you'll have to understand.
So how is California? How is the weather there?
Where every day is sunny and where all the skies are fair
Tell me, do you remember how once upon a time
We'd sit and watch the snow fall, sharing a glass of wine?
Oh, that sad old wintry feeling
I don't really seem to mind
Sad but sweet old wintry feeling
Oh, that wintry feeling, somehow it just seems to suit me fine.
If you are never cold love, who's going to keep you warm?
You'll take the sun for granted, girl, if you run from every storm
Lord, me and this old guitar, now we've seen a storm or two
And we've seen a million drifters, these snowflakes and you.
Oh, that sad old wintry feeling
I don't really seem to mind
Sad but sweet old wintry feeling
Oh, that wintry feeling, somehow it just seems to suit me fine.
Look how the sky's all silver, beautiful Montreal
Out of the sky of silver, snowflakes begin to fall
And I sit me by my window, I take my pen in hand
If I sound a little wintry, you'll have to understand.
Oh, that sad old wintry feeling
I don't really seem to mind
Sad but sweet old wintry feeling
Oh, that wintry feeling, somehow it just seems to suit me fine.
Look how the sky's all silver, beautiful Montreal
Out of the sky of silver, snowflakes begin to fall
I sit me by my window, I take my pen in hand
If I sound a little wintry, you'll have to understand.
So how is California? How is the weather there?
Where every day is sunny and where all the skies are fair
Tell me, do you remember how once upon a time
We'd sit and watch the snow fall, sharing a glass of wine?
Oh, that sad old wintry feeling
I don't really seem to mind
Sad but sweet old wintry feeling
Oh, that wintry feeling, somehow it just seems to suit me fine.
If you are never cold love, who's going to keep you warm?
You'll take the sun for granted, girl, if you run from every storm
Lord, me and this old guitar, now we've seen a storm or two
And we've seen a million drifters, these snowflakes and you.
Oh, that sad old wintry feeling
I don't really seem to mind
Sad but sweet old wintry feeling
Oh, that wintry feeling, somehow it just seems to suit me fine.
Look how the sky's all silver, beautiful Montreal
Out of the sky of silver, snowflakes begin to fall
And I sit me by my window, I take my pen in hand
If I sound a little wintry, you'll have to understand.
Oh, that sad old wintry feeling
I don't really seem to mind
Sad but sweet old wintry feeling
Oh, that wintry feeling, somehow it just seems to suit me fine.
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Writer(s): Jesse Winchester
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