The song of the winter wind -Martin Souter, South Oxfordshire Youth Music and Drama Group & Lin Marsh

Oo oo oo oo, Oo oo oo oo, Oo oo oo oo, Oo oo oo

Let me in at your window, cries the cold winter wind,
Let me tell you the story of where I have been.
Let me tell of the Arctic, where I danced with Jack Frost,
And of icy Siberia and how I got lost.

Oo oo oo oo, Oo oo oo

I jumped over the icebergs and skipped over seas,
And I gave every walrus a cough and a sneeze.
Then I raced with the reindeer to give Santa a scare,
And I froze off the nose of a wooly polar bear.

Oo oo oo oo, Oo oo oo oo, Oo oo oo oo, Oo oo oo

I have whistled on ice floes, I have drummed with the hail,
I have sung with the snow goose and hummed with the whale,
And I once had my breakfast with an old Eskimo,
We had porridge of icicles and toast spread with snow.

Oo oo oo oo, Oo oo oo

Now I’m tired and I’m hungry, and I’m chilled to the bone,
All my bold serenades have died down to a moan;
Let me in at your window, let me sit by your hearth,
I’m in need of my beauty sleep and a very very hot bath!

Oo oo oo oo, Oo oo oo oo, Oo oo oo oo, Oo oo oo

The song of the winter wind -Martin Souter, South Oxfordshire Youth Music and Drama Group & Lin Marsh