Snowmobile Song

It's Wintertime and the weather's fine The snow on the woods and fields when I reveal, my snowmobile Thrill by thrill by golly and hill Baby it'll make ya feel like an outdoor meal On a snowmobile Listen to the sound when the belts go 'round When the winter carnival's here And oh what fun at the crack of the gun When the whole gang disappears The race is on from the bush to the pond And back where the judges feel you've won their seal For the snowmobile You've won their seal, for the snowmobile Where skiers ski, and skater's pee and snowshoes lend appeal Like a bogie wheel, on a snowmobile We tip the glass to the northern lass for she won't let ya kneel She'd rather squeal, on a snowmobile You're off to the town where the word goes 'round It's winter carnival time In goggles, boots, and a snowproof suit, your sweethearts on your mind You'll win the race and you see her face and you know that she must feel You've got a real, good snowmobile Yeah, you've got a real, good snowmobile Now down the street you can hear the beat and the clickin' of the dancer's heel When the fiddler's peel, off a ragtime reel You dance and tear with an "I don't care" On the way back home you'll wheel-over hill and field, on a snowmobile Through the golden glow on powdered snow When the moon comes rolling along On a homeward trail, you can hear the wail of the whole gang singing a song If tomorrow's clear with fishin gear We'll head for a lake trout meal, with a rod and a reel-and a snowmobile Life can be real with a snowmobile, there ain't no deal like a snowmobile