I wanna move down to Mississippi.
Maybe I’ll go down to San Antone,
Or to Key West just to see the sunset.
Anyplace warm for my winter home.

Can’t look up and can't look down,
Slip and slide ‘til you fall down,
Bust your knees and hit your head,
And freeze your toes until they’re dead.

Give me a cottage in Mississippi,
Or an apartment in San Antone.
Maybe a house deep down in the tropics
Where it won’t snow on my winter home.

I know that Old Man Winter, that Old Man Winter,
He’s really something! The man don't spare nothing,
I know he just keeps on snowng,
I want you to know he keeps on snowing along.

You can’t walk normal, and you can’t drive straight,
And them folk that try to,
I want you to know they’ll soon be stranded,
But that Old Man Winter, somehow he just keeps on snowing, snowing along.

You and me (you and me), we got to sweat and strain (sweat and strain),
Bodies are aching (aching, yeah), and racked with pain (so much pain)
Clear that walk! (Clear that walk)
The city said “Clean that snow!” (Clean that show)
You’ll have a heart attack, I want you to know, that’s no way to go!!!

You know I get weary and so sick of shoveling,
I'm tired of straining, oh, but I'm scared, I'm scared they’ll fine me,
But that Old Man Winter, now,
I said he just, the man just keeps on snowing along!