Winter — Judas Priest

Got no silver in my pockets

Got no pillow for my head

And the winter it gets stronger

Got to ease my aching head

In the morning when I wake up

Get this feeling deep inside

And I wonder if Ill die young

Or Ill go out of my mind

I still get this awful feeling

When the snow falls to the ground

It still sends my senses reeling

Knowing winters come to town