By Wendy Wallace
(Written December 27, 2010 in Arizona and sent to me by email during the Blizzard of 2010)
"The Bankers took my house, my car, my food and my behind.
I got no snow for Christmas, but there's a white-out in my mind!"
Chorus: "So all the gratitude I got's to whatever's been so kind
As to put this blizzard in my head, this white-out in my mind."
"Got no family, friends or pets, you'd think that I was in a bind,
But I got meals-on-wheels for Christmas, and there's a white-out in my mind."
Chorus: "So all the gratitude I got's to whatever's been so kind
As to put this blizzard in my head, this white-out in my mind."
"The days of booze and drugs are gone, but truth to say, I find
That really I don't care so much, cause there's a white-out in my mind."
Chorus: "So all the gratitude I got's to whatever's been so kind
As to put this blizzard in my head, this white-out in my mind."
My nose just runs, my feet are cold, my eyes are near to blind,
My future's past, but I don't fret, 'cause there's a white-out in my mind.
Chorus: "So all the gratitude I got's to whatever's been so kind
As to put this blizzard in my head, this white-out in my mind."
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