Grateful Dead - Cold Rain Snow lyrics

Well I married me a wife, she's been trouble all my life<br>Run me out in the cold rain and snow<br>Rain and snow, run me out in the cold rain and snow<br><br>Well she's coming down the stairs, combin' back her yellow hair<br>And I ain't goin be treated this ol' way<br><br>Well she went up to her room where she sang her faithful tune<br>Well I'm goin where those chilly winds don't blow