Cole Porter — Siberia

When we're sent to dear Siberia To Siberi-eri-a When it's cocktail time 'twill be so nice Just to know you'll not have to phone for ice When we meet in sweet Siberia Far from Bolshevik hysteria We'll go on a tear For our buddies all are there In cheery Siberi-a When we're sent to dear Siberia To Siberi-eri-a Where they say all day the sun shines bright And they also say that it shines all night The aurora borealis is Not as heated as a palace is If on heat you dote You can shoot a sable coat In cheery Siberi-a When we're sent to dear Siberia To Siberi-eri-a Where the labor laws are all so fair That you never have unemployment there When we meet in sweet Siberia To protect us from diphtheria We can toast our toes On the lady Eskimos In cheery Siberi-a When we're sent to dear Siberia To Siberi-eri-a Since the big salt mines will be so near We can all have salt to put in our beer When we meet in sweet Siberia Where the snow is so 'superia' You can bet, all right That your Christmas will be white In cheery Siberi-a When we're sent to dear Siberia To Siberi-eri-a There's a most delicious bill of fare You must try our filet of polar bear When we meet in sweet Siberia To protect us from diphtheria We can toast our toes On the lady Eskimos In cheery Siberi-a When we're sent to dear Siberia To Siberi-eri-a When the salt air makes us feel so fine In the fresh salt air from our own salt mine When we meet in sweet Siberia Where the snow is so 'superia' You can bet, all right That your Christmas will be white In cheery Siberi-a


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