I�ll pack up my suitcase and leave us alone
The leaves are fading brown now
And I feel nothing at all
Won�t you send my cold heart
Down to Texas or Mexico
And when spring comes a-calling
I will run right back to your arms
'Cause your hands don�t have to hold
My cold heart
There must be something wrong with me
'Cause loving you used to be so easy
Now the seasons change and I wanna feel the same
But it�s winter, and I�m six feet deep in snow
Won�t you send my cold heart
Down to Texas or Mexico
Then when spring comes a-calling
I will run right back to your arms
But your hands don�t have to hold
My cold heart
Won�t you send my cold h?art
Down to Texas or Mexico
Then wh?n spring comes a-calling
I will run right back to your arms
But your hands don�t have to hold
My cold heart
