Blow on Chilly Wind - Jonathan Edwards

Well, they can talk and talk and talk about us

And smile when we go by

And I know that they’ve been talking 'bout us

By the look that’s in their eye

So we bid them a fine good morning

Let them get back to their fun

And we cuddle up a little bit closer

And we walk into the sun

Blow on, chilly wind

I’ve got a real high collar

It’s worth a million dollar

So I don’t feel a thing

Tell me, can’t you feel this blessing on us?

We have a love that’s true

It’s a sword and shield, this blessing on us

It’s a lamp to lead us through

Now the flame may weave and flicker

But the lamp burns on and on

'Cause we have a god who’s a father

Yes, when other gods are gone

Blow on, chilly wind

I’ve got a real high collar

It’s worth a million dollar

So I don’t feel a thing

Blow on, chilly wind

Blow on, chilly wind

I’ve got a real high collar

It’s worth a million dollar

So I don’t feel a thing

Blow on, chilly wind

I’ve got a real high collar

It’s worth a million dollar

So I don’t feel a thing

Blow on, chilly wind

I’ve got a real high collar

It’s worth a million dollar

So I don’t feel a thing

Chilly wind

I’ve got a real high collar

It’s worth a million dollar

So I don’t feel a thing

Blow on, chilly wind

I’ve got a high collar

It’s worth a million dollar