It's winter in Minnesota and a gentle breeze blows,
Seventy miles an hour at twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love Minnesota when the snow's up to your butt;
You take a breath of winter
And Your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful.
So I guess I'll hang around,
I could never leave Minnesota because.....
I'm frozen to the ground!!
Seventy miles an hour at twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love Minnesota when the snow's up to your butt;
You take a breath of winter
And Your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful.
So I guess I'll hang around,
I could never leave Minnesota because.....
I'm frozen to the ground!!