now thats the spirit.
over the river and through the woods
to grandmothers house we go
we all know the way to bounce and play
through white and drifiting snow
over the river and thourgh the woods
oh, how the wind does blow
it stings the toes and bites the nose
as over the ground we go.
to grandmothers house we go
we all know the way to bounce and play
through white and drifiting snow
over the river and thourgh the woods
oh, how the wind does blow
it stings the toes and bites the nose
as over the ground we go.