Wintertime In Winnipeg

The sun hangs on the horizon
And the gloaming of a pot-bellied stove
Lights the farmhouse through the night
And takes the edge off the cold

Wintertime in Winnipeg
The plains swept with snow
Wintertime in Winnipeg
What a time to go

The paint is cracked and peeling
On the old barn off route forty-four
It's been on the verge of tumbling down
Since Grandpa came home from the war

Wintertime in Winnipeg
The plains swept with snow
Wintertime in Winnipeg
What a time to go

Shanties dot Lake Manitoba
And a pond hockey rink or two
The Red River feeds their habits
And Molson Canadian, too

Wintertime in Winnipeg
The plains swept with snow
Wintertime in Winnipeg
What a time to go

And the wind keeps howling
Like an old Cree war cry
And the snow keeps falling
A sentinel in the night

All the rock salt melts away
Turning the blacktop grey
But those city lights when the Jets take flight
Will guide you through the night

Wintertime in Winnipeg
The plains swept with snow
Wintertime in Winnipeg
What a time to go
Oh, what a time...



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Writer(s): Jason Myers
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