Boy sliding down snowdrift
Boy sliding down snowdrift
Over you goInto the snow,Eyes are bright, cheeks in a glow.Out he crawls,Now snow-ballsFly against the trees and walls.O, this is prime,Now’s the timeTo run and tumble, race and climb.When we are old,Snow will seem cold,And we’ll not be overbold.
Over you goInto the snow,Eyes are bright, cheeks in a glow.Out he crawls,Now snow-ballsFly against the trees and walls.O, this is prime,Now’s the timeTo run and tumble, race and climb.When we are old,Snow will seem cold,And we’ll not be overbold.
Over you goInto the snow,Eyes are bright, cheeks in a glow.Out he crawls,Now snow-ballsFly against the trees and walls.
Over you go
Into the snow,
Eyes are bright, cheeks in a glow.
Out he crawls,
Now snow-balls
Fly against the trees and walls.
O, this is prime,Now’s the timeTo run and tumble, race and climb.When we are old,Snow will seem cold,And we’ll not be overbold.
O, this is prime,
Now’s the time
To run and tumble, race and climb.
When we are old,
Snow will seem cold,
And we’ll not be overbold.