Cold Cold Feet - Sofia Talvik

She put her money in her pocket

Thirteen dollars fifty cents

Not enough to put a turkey on the table

Not enough to pay the rent

She passed the goodwill on the corner

Of Lamar and fourteenth street

She thought about those little ones and how she

Never seemed to have enough to warm

Those cold cold feet

Cold cold feet

Tomorrow’s Christmas morning

She wishes she could be around

To see their smiles as they are opening the presents

That she got at lost and found

But they won’t eat unless she’s working

Trying her best to make ends meet

And though she takes those extra shifts

There never seems to be enough to warm

Those cold cold feet

Cold cold feet

She puts a blanket on her baby

She puts her money in a jar

Maybe one day there’ll be enough to

Buy herself a car

And they can leave this place behind them

They can leave this poor old street

Go somewhere south where winter’s milder

And she doesn’t have to work so hard to warm those

Cold cold feet

Cold cold feet