The Winter Shanty
(Jim Stewart)
When I was a little boy, so my mother told me. Shovel!
-- Way, haul away. We'll haul away snow.
If you lick a frozen pipe, your tongue is bound to hold thee. Shovel!
-- Way, haul away. We'll haul away snow.
Cho: Way, haul away. We'll all haul together. Shovel!
Way, haul away. We'll haul away snow.
Way, haul away. We'll pray for better weather. Shovel!
Way, haul away. We'll haul away snow.
[Similarly:]
I ain't got a 4-wheel drive. I ain't got no snow blower.
So winter is a pain in the back, and sometimes even lower.
I can't get to Florida. I'm financially unable.
Besides, I have a relationship with a set of booster cables.
I once loved a Yankee girl, but now we're separated.
'Cause all she knew was Fahrenheit, and I was metricated.
I just dug my driveway out. Those snowdrifts I was slingin'.
Then the bastard plough came round, and blocked the whole damn thing in.
Tune, traditional, "Haul Away, Joe." Words, (c) Jim Stewart, SOCAN
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