


The Spring of My Discontent
Written by Kerns © 2005 kernssongs
Verse 1
60 degree high today
Can’t you wait until may?
Snowbanks die, puddles play
Sewers ripe, swelled with rain
Chorus 1
One more Indian winter
Dried off all my mittens
This attempt is just a
Fleeting pastime
Verse 2
Can’t we have 1 last fling?
Break a sweat shoveling
Highway 10 to myself
4-wheel drive, only friend
Chorus 2
Angels live in snow drifts
Howling on the wind, cause
We’re not through with winter
Arctic cold front come…
Chorus 1