Slip, Slide and Shovel
Slip, Slide and Shovel
By Elton Camp
Living way up north is sure no place for me
Slick, heavy ice and snow I don’t wanna see
Just how bad it feels, I’d rather not ever know
When the temperature drops well below zero
The air may be refreshing, clean and so fine
But I’ll take southern air, if you don’t mind
We are having unusual amounts of rain this year
But of repeated snow accumulation we don’t fear
There is certainly not any ideal place to live
But North Alabama, lots of good marks I give
So there’s lots to be said for a southern drawl
And hearing folks all saying things like “Y’all.”
Maybe folks born up in the north think it great
But that part of the country, I’m sure I’d hate
Copyright © Elton Camp | Year Posted 2012
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