Ducks flying south and the rich men also
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Heading for the beaches where the warm Gulf winds blow
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And I'm going too, I can hear that whistle cry.
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'Cause I'm the kinda' bird that has to navigate
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Tourist class on a southbound freight
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But this snowbird's gonna' come back by and by
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CHORUS
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'Cause the ground's too cold for this poor boy's sandals
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People won't stop so I can't panhandle.
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So goodbye Denver I'll see you again next spring.
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The cop on the beat even seems a little friendly
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He knows this cold weather's gonna send me
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South to Dixie the snowbird's on the wing.
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My health's good enough, but my wardrobes thinner
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If I don't head south I'm gonna' freeze this winter.
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So the railroad line's gonna' have an unknown guest.
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I'm gonna' vacate, but it's no vacation.
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When the train pulls into some southern station
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You can tell every body that the snowbird's on his nest.
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Snowbird
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| Hank Snow |
