One foot high and rising
The Canadian geese
Won’t come home to the coupe
They are staying down south
Where there’s sunshine and warmth
The snow is tickling the dog’s belly
I’ve got snow tires, studs, and chains
It’s snowing and I can’t get out
When the winds stop blowing
And the snow stops falling
We’ll be singing
How highs the water mama
And where did I put my goulashes
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