Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Siberia, artist - Cole Porter.
Date of issue: 17.08.2021
Song language: English
Siberia |
When we’re sent to dear Siberia |
To Siberi-eri-a |
When it’s cocktail time 'twill be so nice |
Just to know you’ll not have to phone for ice |
When we meet in sweet Siberia |
Far from Bolshevik hysteria |
We’ll go on a tear |
For our buddies all are there |
In cheery Siberi-a |
When we’re sent to dear Siberia |
To Siberi-eri-a |
Where they say all day the sun shines bright |
And they also say that it shines all night |
The aurora borealis is |
Not as heated as a palace is |
If on heat you dote |
You can shoot a sable coat |
In cheery Siberi-a |
When we’re sent to dear Siberia |
To Siberi-eri-a |
Where the labor laws are all so fair |
That you never have unemployment there |
When we meet in sweet Siberia |
To protect us from diphtheria |
We can toast our toes |
On the lady Eskimos |
In cheery Siberi-a |
When we’re sent to dear Siberia |
To Siberi-eri-a |
Since the big salt mines will be so near |
We can all have salt to put in our beer |
When we meet in sweet Siberia |
Where the snow is so 'superia' |
You can bet, all right |
That your Christmas will be white |
In cheery Siberi-a |
When we’re sent to dear Siberia |
To Siberi-eri-a |
There’s a most delicious bill of fare |
You must try our filet of polar bear |
When we meet in sweet Siberia |
To protect us from diphtheria |
We can toast our toes |
On the lady Eskimos |
In cheery Siberi-a |
When we’re sent to dear Siberia |
To Siberi-eri-a |
When the salt air makes us feel so fine |
In the fresh salt air from our own salt mine |
When we meet in sweet Siberia |
Where the snow is so 'superia' |
You can bet, all right |
That your Christmas will be white |
In cheery Siberi-a |