Lyrics: I've travelled all over this country. From New York to Santa Fe. I spent one August in Texas. And a winter in Erie, PA. Seattle, I found rather soggy. And Boston, not pleasant at all. I didn't find joy or contentment. So, I came back to live in St. Paul. I came back to live in St. Paul! I came back to live in St. Paul! I didn't find joy or contentment. So, I came back to live in St. Paul! Spring is gentle and lovely. And summer is good on the whole. The autumn is mellow and golden. And winter is good for your soul. So long as you don't get pneumonia. And someone pulls up in a hearse. Winter is not such a problem. You know that it could've been worse. You know that it could've been worse! You know that it could've been worse! Winter is not such a problem. You know that it could've been worse! Some people don't tolerate winter. They can only be happy in heat. The elderly and the tubercular. The delicate and the effete. The whiners and the complainers. Of whom nothing's ever okay. But that is the beauty of winter. It drives all those people away. It drives all those people away! It drives all those people away! But that is the beauty of winter. It drives all those people away! So, here's to our friends in Miami. Gainsville, Tampa, St. Pete. You have no idea what you're missing. The beauty of each St. Paul street. The gentle shapes of the snowdrift. The glitter of ice on the trees. And the voices of good Christian people, oh. Singing in sweet harmony. Singing in sweet harmony! Singing in sweet harmony! The voices of good Christian people are. Singing in sweet harmony!
Lyrics:
I've travelled all over this country.
From New York to Santa Fe.
I spent one August in Texas.
And a winter in Erie, PA.
Seattle, I found rather soggy.
And Boston, not pleasant at all.
I didn't find joy or contentment.
So, I came back to live in St. Paul.
I came back to live in St. Paul!
I came back to live in St. Paul!
I didn't find joy or contentment.
So, I came back to live in St. Paul!
Spring is gentle and lovely.
And summer is good on the whole.
The autumn is mellow and golden.
And winter is good for your soul.
So long as you don't get pneumonia.
And someone pulls up in a hearse.
Winter is not such a problem.
You know that it could've been worse.
You know that it could've been worse!
You know that it could've been worse!
Winter is not such a problem.
You know that it could've been worse!
Some people don't tolerate winter.
They can only be happy in heat.
The elderly and the tubercular.
The delicate and the effete.
The whiners and the complainers.
Of whom nothing's ever okay.
But that is the beauty of winter.
It drives all those people away.
It drives all those people away!
It drives all those people away!
But that is the beauty of winter.
It drives all those people away!
So, here's to our friends in Miami.
Gainsville, Tampa, St. Pete.
You have no idea what you're missing.
The beauty of each St. Paul street.
The gentle shapes of the snowdrift.
The glitter of ice on the trees.
And the voices of good Christian people, oh.
Singing in sweet harmony.
Singing in sweet harmony!
Singing in sweet harmony!
The voices of good Christian people are.
Singing in sweet harmony!