Freezing toes Freezing toes

Sinking in the snow

With a tipping over sled

O'er the fields we go

Slipping all the way

Fingers, toes are numb

making me so low

Oh what joy it is to pull 

a tipping over sled

Freezing toes, freezing bums

Freezing to the bone

Oh what fun it is to pull

a tipping over sled

A day or two ago

I thought the cold would snap

But I was wrong, the only thing 

was my energy that was sapped

The sheep were fat and round

For they enjoy the snow

They don't understand

freezing toes and bums

Still the ground is white

Get out there while you canGet your hay out now 

and don't tarry on your way

For soon the time will come

you'll freeze right on the spot

Oh, freezing toes freezing toes

freezing all the way

Oh what fun it is to hay 

and freeze your toes and bums off now!