





Bm G D C D Thereʼs a fire burning bright at our house tonight Bm A Slow music playing and soft candle light G Bm On her lips I keep tasting the warm red wine D A7 A D Iʼm there in her arms but itʼs all in her mind Chorus: A G D C D The snow is piled high on the highway tonight Bm A Iʼm a ship lost at sea on this ocean of white G Bm Eighteen wheels anchored somewhere out of Dover D A7 A D Bm I wish I could hold her instead of hugging this old cold shoulder D G D C D Bm this old highway is like a woman sometimes She can be your best friend but sheʼs the real jealous kind Sheʼs the lady that leads me to the life I dream of Sheʼs the mistress that keepʼs me from the ones that I love Chorus. G D A7 Bm G D God I wish I could hold her instead of huggin this old cold shoulder