Wait 'til the snow falls down on the doorstep

Wait 'til the branches make cracks on the sky

Wind at your window screams while you sleep

You live near your fire as the winter blows by

Wait 'til the sidewalk shivers, the beggars

Wrapped in their blankets, they try to hang on

Light from the streetlamp seems to shine bitter

After the autumn has been here and gone

God help the lost and lonely

God help the poor

Cold days and ice nights only

Hard times for sure

Hard times for sure

Wait 'til the winter makes it all brittle

Colors all fade and the earth seems to die

Black chimneys coughing, landlords are hiding

No one can find them, it's useless to try

Wait 'til the river freezes up solid

Way up the line and the boats are all stuck

Graham, the gambler, tries to make sense

He's far from his home and he's down on his luck

God help the lost and lonely

God help the poor

Cold days and ice nights only

Hard times for sure

Hard times for sure

Dancers and snow queens, handsome and lovely

Skate on the lake and fall deeply in love

Silver skates gliding, faces all glowing

Smooth and warm, the fingers and thumbs in their gloves

God help the lost and lonely

God help the poor

Cold days and ice nights only

Hard times for sure

Hard times for sure