Through the long months of winter and the high country snows
Through the long months of winter and the high country snows
I’ll return to my darlin’ and the high country snows
To a house by a meadow ‘neath the towering peaks
Is a place where my heart goes when it’s love that it seeks
In the Piney wood forest, there’s a flower that grows
In the space of a lifetime a man misses much
'Til he finds him a woman and treasures her touch
There a woman lies waiting like the wild growing rose
When the lakes all lie frozen and the wild wind blows