Mr. Jones lives down the lane   He lives alone with his wife Jane   You know his car won't start on frigid winter days   He shovels snow so high on frigid winter days   Blow by the blow by the snow      Professor John gives an exam   Try to pass it if you can   You know he'll send you out frigid winter days   Out with an 'F' you go to frigid winter days   Blow by the blow by the snow      Ba ba ya um ba   Ba ba ya um ba      Mrs. Smith has gotten old   Her family's gone or so I'm told   You know she stays inside on frigid winter days   She turns her heat up high on frigid winter days   Twenty below      So quietly I walk back home   So glad that I am not alone   I love the blue of night on frigid winter days   I love the crystal light of frigid winter days   Blow by the blow by the snow      Ba da da da da da da um ba da um ba e ya   Ba da da da um ba da um ba