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