| Mr. Jones lives down the lane
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| He lives alone with his wife Jane
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| You know his car won’t start on frigid winter days
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| He shovels snow so high on frigid winter days
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| Blow by the, blow by the snow
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| Professor John gives an exam
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| Try to pass it if you can
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| You know he’ll send you out to frigid winter days
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| Out with an 'F' you go to frigid winter days
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| Blow by the, blow by the snow
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| Ba ba e ya um ba ba bae ya um ba a
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| Mrs. Smith has gotten old
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| Her family’s gone or so I’m told
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| You know she stays inside on frigid winter days
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| She turns her heat up high on frigid winter days
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| Twenty below
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| So quietly I walk back home
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| So glad that I am not alone
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| I love the blue of night on frigid winter days
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| I love the crystal light of frigid winter days
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| Blow by the blow by the snow
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| Ba da da da da da da um ba da um ba e ya
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| Ba da da da um ba da um ba a |