The Winter Time Blues
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Wrote this back in 2011 and thought it was so much fun I reposted it. Sung to the tune of Jingle Bells.
Been running across a lot of oldies that I really enjoyed doing lately. Hope you all like it.
Dashing through the snow,
It's thirty-two below,
My hands are cold, my feet are numb,
For some this weather sure ain't fun.
My eyes are tearing up,
My nose has turned bright red,
My fingers hurt, the car won't start,
I should have stayed in bed.
Ohhhhh! Off to work, Off to work,
I gotta get to work.
The car won't start, the battery died,
I'll have to try to hitch a ride.
Standing in the cold,
I'm waiting for the bus,
If I don't freeze to death today,
It's 'cause pneumonia got me fust.
Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2021
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