Lyrics:

(DowningHillAtkins)Got no symbol in my pocketGor no pillow for my headAnd thought winter,it gets strongerGot to ease my achin' headIn the morning' when I wake upGot this feelin' deep insideAnd I wonder if I'm dyin'Of I'll go out of my mindI've this helpless awful feelion'When I stumble thought the crowdIt stiil sends my senses reelin'Knowing winter comes too proud