Winter In Old Chicago
Mordewis ap Llys
(While original, this tune does owe much to "The Hippopotamus Song" by Flanders and Swann)

Chorus 1:
And it's Heigh-Ho, to Kroger we go,
Sliding around through a mountain of snow
Praising the Gods that our car's not in tow
For it's Winter in old Chicago

We should have bought groceries before the snow fell
But the weathermen never guess weather so well
So we step on the gas, and our rear slides to hell,
Well, at least we can go forward - sideways

Chorus 2:

And it's Heigh-Ho, to Sam's Club we go
Sliding along through a mountain of snow
We'd go so much faster if the wind didn't blow
For it's Winter in old Chicago

Junior's new snowsuit lost all of one seam
A new purse for my honey came to me in a dream
I may risk my life, but their faces will beam
And my tires may be bald, but they're studded

Chorus 3:

And it's Heigh-Ho, to the Bulls game we go
Sliding along through a mountain of snow
Michael's got a chopper, so look out below!
For it's Winter in old Chicago

Remember Phil Jackson, when they played on the skids
We could always afford season tix for the kids
Now we all sit as paupers in their fancy new digs
And demand one more pennant from Michael

Chorus 4

And it's hush, hush, they've cleared all the slush
The front lawn needs mowing, so get off your tush
The weather's much nicer, but we still have the Cubs*
And it's Springtime in old Chicago




Written 1998 by Gerald L. Bliss (6/8).

This item is protected under the CC BY-SA 4.0 license, also known as the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International license. Click the link for licensing details.

* - In Chicago, the Cubs rhyme with anything.

Back to Lyrics