Cold Outside

Stepped in quick because it's cold outside, it's getting dark, there's a blowin' wind

Once again I turned my eyes away, walkin' fast, had my keys in hand

I shutter somehow knowing that this could be me…on the street…lost, wet, hungry

Only by a little grace of God, providence, or a lucky streak

Where are we, when it's cold outside

Who do we see, blue sheets and misery

How do we feel, when it's cold outside

Is it better him, much better than you?

On city streets, it's cold outside, hail and sleet in Montgomery