The snow was falling very fast
The world was white as white
With hands so cold the snow I rolled
In South Shields late one night
I felt as happy as a kid
As through the snow I kicked
When I woke in the morning
My snowman had been nicked!
If he’d been wee’d on by some dog
I’d try to understand
If he’d been kicked in by some drunk
It wouldn’t seem so planned
But kidnapped in the dead of night
By villains on the rob
In the words of dear old Shakespeare
That’s a right bat in the gob
Chorus:
Where is my South Shields snowman?
That’s what I want to know
He was there last night now all that’s left
Are sledge marks in the snow
How can a mind be so unkind?
How can a mind be so unkind?
Oh what am I to do?
Where is my South Shields snowman?
Boo-hoo, boo-hoo, boo-hoo!
I traced those sledge marks in the snow
They led straight to the cliff
Where far below the cold North Sea
Pounds out a heavy riff
Was that the way he met his end?
Hurled right from the edge
You can bet those evil gits
Even pinched the sledge.
Chorus
I know that clouds come from the sea
I know that snow comes down
I know as well eventually
It all goes round and round
But liquidised before his time
Really isn’t cricket
I’ll never go to Shields again
It’s wicked, wicked, wicked!
Chorus
