Snowmobile Song

It's Wintertime and the weather's fine
 The snow on the woods and fields when I reveal, my snowmobile
 Thrill by thrill by golly and hill
 Baby it'll make ya feel like an outdoor meal
 On a snowmobile
 Listen to the sound when the belts go 'round
 When the winter carnival's here
 And oh what fun at the crack of the gun
 When the whole gang disappears
 The race is on from the bush to the pond
 And back where the judges feel you've won their seal
 For the snowmobile
 You've won their seal, for the snowmobile
 Where skiers ski, and skater's pee and snowshoes lend appeal
 Like a bogie wheel, on a snowmobile
 We tip the glass to the northern lass for she won't let ya kneel
 She'd rather squeal, on a snowmobile
 You're off to the town where the word goes 'round
 It's winter carnival time
 In goggles, boots, and a snowproof suit, your sweethearts on your mind
 You'll win the race and you see her face and you know that she must feel
 You've got a real, good snowmobile
 Yeah, you've got a real, good snowmobile
 Now down the street you can hear the beat and the clickin' of the dancer's heel
 When the fiddler's peel, off a ragtime reel
 You dance and tear with an "I don't care"
 On the way back home you'll wheel-over hill and field, on a snowmobile
 Through the golden glow on powdered snow
 When the moon comes rolling along
 On a homeward trail, you can hear the wail of the whole gang singing a song
 If tomorrow's clear with fishin gear
 We'll head for a lake trout meal, with a rod and a reel-and a snowmobile
 Life can be real with a snowmobile, there ain't no deal like a snowmobile