Stompin' Tom Connors - Snowmobile song

It's^D winter time and the weathers fine The snows on the woods and field When I ^Areveal My snowmo^Dbile ^DTrill by thrill by gully and hill Baby it'll make you feel like an out door ^Ameal On a snowmo^Dbile

^GListen to the sound as the ^Dbelts goes round ^Gthe winter carnivals ^Dhere ^GAnd oh what fun at the ^Dcrack of the gun When the ^Ewhole gang ^Adisappears

^DThe race is on from the bush to the pond And back where the judges feel you've won their ^Aseal For the snowmo^Dbile You've won their ^Aseal For the snowmo^Dbile

Where ^Dskiers ski and skaters be and snow shoes lend appeal Like a bogie ^Awheel On a snowmo^Dbile We ^Dtip the glass to the northern lass fo she won't let you kneel She'd rather ^Asqueal On a snowmo^Dbile

Your ^Goff to town when the ^Dword goes round It's ^Gwinter carnival ^Dtime In ^Ggoggles,boots and a ^Dsnow proof suit Your ^Esweethearts on your ^Amind

You ^Dwin the race and you see her face And you know that she must feel you got ^Areal good snowmo^Dbile Now ^Ddown the street you can here the beat And the clickn of the dancers heels, When the fiddlers ^Apeel off a rag time ^Dreel You ^Ddance and tear with an I don't care On the way back home you'll wheel over hill and ^Afield On a snowmo^Dbile

Through ^Ggolden glow on ^Dpowdered snow When the ^Gmoon comes rolling a^Dlong On the ^Ghomeward trail you can ^Dhear the wail Of the ^Ewhole gang singing a ^Asong

If ^Dtomorrow's clear with fishin gear We'll head for a lake trout meal ,With a rod and a ^Areel and a snowmo^Dbile Life can be ^Areal on a snowmo^Dbile There ain't no ^Adeal like a snowmo^Dbile ^{A D A D}