WHY I LOVE WINNIPEG
When it's Christmas time in Winnipeg
And the gentle breezes blow,
About sixty miles an hour
And it's forty-five below.
You can tell you're in Winnipeg
'Cause the snow's up to your butt,
And you take a breath of Christmas air
And your nostrils both freeze shut.
The weather here is wonderful,
So I guess I'll hang around,
I could NEVER leave Winnipeg
My feet are frozen to the ground !