Mr. Snow - Studio Musicians
His name is Mister Snow and an up-standed man is he
He comes home every night in his round-bottomed boat
With a net full of herring from the sea
An almost perfect beau as refined as a girl could wish
But he spends so much time in his round-bottomed boat
That he can't seem to loose the smell of fish
The first time he kissed me the whiff of his clothes
Knocked me flat on the floor of the room
But now that I love him my heart's in my nose
And fish is my favorite perfume
Last night he spoke quite low and a fair-spoken man is he
And he said"Miss Pipperidge
I'd like it fine if I could be wed with a wife
And indeed Miss Pipperidge if you'll be mine
I'll be yours for the rest of my life"
Next moment we were promised
And now my mind's in a maze
For all it can do is look forward to
That wonderful day of days
When I marry Mister Snow
The flowers'll be buzzin' with the hum of bees
The birds'll make a racket in the church yard trees
When I marry Mister Snow
Then it's off to home we'll go
And both of us'll look a little dreamy-eyed
A driving to a cottage by the Oceanside
Where the salty breezes blow
He'll carry me across the threshold
And I'll be as meek as a lamb
Then he'll set me on my feet
And I'll say kinda sweet
"Well Mister Snow here I am"
Then I'll kiss him so he'll know
That evry'thin'll be as right as right can be
A living in a cottage by the sea with me
For I love that Mister Snow
That young sea-faring bold and daring
Big bewhiskered overbearing darling Mister Snow
