The Spring Of My Discontent

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