Classic Poem

Winter time is coming
you can hear that howling wind
Winter time is coming
I can hear that howling wind
You better get ready
loving summer's done gone in

Old Jack Frost is now ready
to put that thing on you
Old Jack Frost is now ready to
put that thing on you
If you don't stop him
that'll be a howdy-do

Cold wave make me shiver
cold wave get my goat
Cold wave make me shiver
cold wave get my goat
I feel so disgusted:
ain't got no overcoat

Shoes ain't got no bottom
feets pattin' on the ground
Shoes ain't got no bottom
feets pattin' on the ground
When it start to snowing
be Alabama bound

Wintertime is coming
I ain't got a single suit
Wintertime is coming
I ain't got a single suit
With my pocket empty
tell me what I'm going to do

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
lord lord lord lord
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
lord lord lord lord
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmm mmmm mmmmmm mm

(Lord Lord, boys, this wind 'bout to cut my throat)

Wintertime is here now
it's right up on me
Wintertime is coming
slipping right up on me
Well, I mean, look, mama
what I'm going to do?

Cold wave, chilly cold wave
listen to me please
Cold wave, chilly cold wave
listen to me please
Cold wave, cold wave
don't be so hard on me