Rain and Snow - Chris Thile, Michael Daves

Well, I married me a wife

She gave me trouble all my life

Left me out in the cold rain and snow

Rain and snow

Left me out in that cold rain and snow

Yeah she came down the stair

Combing back her long yellow hair

And her cheeks were as red as a rose

As a rose

And her cheeks were as red as a rose

Well, I’ve done all that I can do

To try to get along with you

And I ain’t gonna be treated this’a way

This’a way

And I ain’t gonna be treated this’a way

As she came in the room

Met with her final doom

And I ain’t gonna be treated this’a way

This’a way

And I ain’t gonna be treated this’a way

This’a way

And I ain’t gonna be treated this way