Wait till the snow falls down on the doorstep 
Wait till the branches make cracks on the sky 
Wind at your window, screams while you sleepy 
You live near your fire as the winter blows by 
Wait till the sidewalk shivers the beggars 
Robbed in their blankets they try to hang on 
Light from the street lane seems to shine better 
After the autumn has been here and gone 
God help the lost and lonely, 
God help the poor 
Cold days and ice nights only 
Hard times for sure, hard times for sure 
Wait till the winter makes it all brittle 
Colors all fade and the earth seems to die 
Black chimneys coughing, landlords are hiding 
No one can find them, it's useless to try 
Wait till the river freezes up solid 
Way up the line and the boats are all stuck 
Gray and the gambler tries to make sense, he's 
Far from his home and he's down on his luck 
God help the lost and lonely, 
God help the poor 
Cold days and ice nights only 
Hard times for sure, hard times for sure 
Dancers and snow queens, handsome and lovely 
Skate on the lake and fall deeply in love 
Silver skates gliding, faces all glowing 
Smooth and warm fingers and thumbs and their gloves 
God help the lost and lonely, 
God help the poor 
Cold days and ice nights only 
Hard times for sure, hard times for sure