Frolic in the Snow
“See the snow! see the snow!Hear the winter wind blow;Make the fire burn bright;Shut the doors up tight;Let it storm, let it storm;My Willy shall be warm.”
“Dear mother, let me goAnd frolic in the snow;Tis so soft and so light,So beautiful and white,‘Twill not hurt me I know;Let me go, let me go.”
“I don’t mind the cold;I am three years old;Look at little Rover;He is powdered all over:Let me go, let me go,And frolic in the snow.”
“I can do what Rover can;I am your little man;Let it storm, let it storm;I don’t want to be warm;Dear mother, let me go,And frolic in the snow.”