It's winter in Wisconsin,
And the gentle breezes blow,
Seventy miles an hour,
At thirty degrees below.
Oh, how I love Wisconsin
When the snow's up to your butt,
You take a breath of winter air
And your nose is frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I'll hang around,
I could never leave Wisconsin,
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!
