Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up let's go,
Let's plow through the snow
It's frigid and white like a pile of bones
Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up it's grand,
Just holding your hand!
I know that we can thwart this blight 'fore it washes across the land!
The crows are black and crowing and the ghosts are moaning wo-oooo...
Come on it's lovely weather for a slay ride together with youuuuuu...
Wishing the darkest of seasons for you and yours.