Snowbird Songtext
von Hank Snow
Snowbird Songtext
Ducks flyin′ south and the rich men also
Headin' for the beaches where the warm Gulf winds blow
And I′m leavin' too, I can hear that whistle cry
'Cause I′m the kind of bird that has to navigate
Tourist class on a southbound freight
But this snowbird is gonna come back by and by
′Cause the ground's too cold for this poor boy′s sandals
People won't stop so I can′t panhandle
So goodbye Denver, I'll see you again next spring
The cop on the beat even seems a little friendly
He knows this cold weather′s gonna send me
South of Dixie, this snowbird's on the wing
My health's good enough but my wardrobe′s thinner
If I don′t head south I'm gonna freeze this winter
So the railroad line is gonna have an unknown guest
I′ve gotta vacate, but it's no vacation
When the train slows down at some southern station
You can tell everybody this snowbird′s on its nest
'Cause the ground′s too cold for this poor boy's sandals
People won't stop so I can′t panhandle
So goodbye Denver, I′ll see you again next spring
The cop on the beat even seems a little friendly
He knows this cold weather's gonna send me
South of Dixie, this snowbird′s on the wing
Headin' for the beaches where the warm Gulf winds blow
And I′m leavin' too, I can hear that whistle cry
'Cause I′m the kind of bird that has to navigate
Tourist class on a southbound freight
But this snowbird is gonna come back by and by
′Cause the ground's too cold for this poor boy′s sandals
People won't stop so I can′t panhandle
So goodbye Denver, I'll see you again next spring
The cop on the beat even seems a little friendly
He knows this cold weather′s gonna send me
South of Dixie, this snowbird's on the wing
My health's good enough but my wardrobe′s thinner
If I don′t head south I'm gonna freeze this winter
So the railroad line is gonna have an unknown guest
I′ve gotta vacate, but it's no vacation
When the train slows down at some southern station
You can tell everybody this snowbird′s on its nest
'Cause the ground′s too cold for this poor boy's sandals
People won't stop so I can′t panhandle
So goodbye Denver, I′ll see you again next spring
The cop on the beat even seems a little friendly
He knows this cold weather's gonna send me
South of Dixie, this snowbird′s on the wing
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