There was a little boy once upon a time
   Who in spite of his young age and small size knew his mind
   For every copper penny and clover he would find
   Make a wish for better days the end of hard times
   For no more cold feet
   Cold cold cold cold feet
  
   His clothes were always clean
   His face was always scrubbed
   There was food on the table enough to fill him up
   His house was full of life - His house was full of love
   But when winter days arrived
   There was never money enough to shod his cold feet
   Cold cold cold cold feet
  
   He grew up to be a worker determined to succeed
   He made a life for himself, free from worldly wants or needs
   But with nobody to share the life he'd made
   No body to keep him warm at night
   When he'd go to sleep he'd sleep alone with his cold feet
   Cold cold cold cold feet
  
   One night he walked the street looking to the heaven's above
   Searching for a shooting star a benevolent God
   When a woman passing by brushed his arm
   He turned and found love
   He then wished for the courage to ask this stranger
   Who she was to not have cold feet
   Cold cold cold cold feet
  
   He thought she'd like the party life and want the finer things
   So he promised more than he could buy
   And he promised her the sun and moon to not have cold feet
   Cold cold cold cold feet
  
   He worked day and night his fingers to the bone
   Hi worried mind guilty conscience drive him on
   He can't give her what she needs
   He wants to give her what he thinks she wants
   Her sad-eyed face, his empty pockets drive him on and his cold feet
   Cold cold cold cold feet
  
   He'd struggled all his life to be an honest man
   Proud that the dirt on his palms was the soil of the land
   But some guys he knew from high school days
   Said they had a plan to get rich quick
   And they could count him in if he don't have cold feet
   Cold cold cold cold feet
  
   He thought about their offer accepted it without qualms
   Dreamt about the life he'd buy
   The comfort that would come without cold feet
   Cold cold cold cold feet
  
   He decided to tell his wife things would soon turn around
   He said the little boy is dead
   A man stands with you now withotu cold feet
   Cold cold cold cold feet
   Without cold feet - Cold cold cold cold feet
  
   He thought he'd set his clock right - He though he'd read his watch
   He left in such a hurry he didn't think to wish for luck
   Makes no difference if you're early - No difference if you're late
   When you're out of time - The flowers have been laid
   You're six feet underground
   With cold feet
   Cold cold cold cold feet