Workin’ in my Winter Underwear
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This year’s ode to winter was inspired by frigid weather on our homestead, and stories from homesteading friends. Enjoy “Workin’ in my Winter Underwear” to the tune of “Walkin’ in a Winter Wonderland.
Workin’ in my Winter Underwear
Snow is fallin’, wind is whistlin’
Scarves are wrapped, beards are bristlin’
The air has a bite,
We’re freezing tonight
Workin’ in my winter underwear
Icy paths, stacked up snowdrifts
Power’s out, rigging makeshifts
A goat of large girth
Is about to give birth
Workin’ in my winter underwear
Early morning shovel out a barn path
Then clear snow heaped on the greenhouse roof
Hauling water daily
‘cause it freezes
And the critters need more food
To be cold-proof
Later on, we’ll perspire
As we chat by the fire
The wood warms you twice
Melting snow and the ice
Workin’ in my winter underwear
Would you like to save this?
Frozen poop is always fun for cleaning
Feels a bit like scooping loads of bricks
The mess is even worse when it starts thawing
‘Cause then it gets all muddy and it sticks
Car won’t start, roads are closin’
Temps are droppin’, nose is frozen
We laugh and we pray, as we tackle each day
Workin’ in my winter underwear
We laugh and we pray, as we tackle each day
Workin’ in my winter underwear