Hank Snow — Snowbird

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