The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #28892   Message #362306
Posted By: McGrath of Harlow
23-Dec-00 - 12:02 PM
Thread Name: Song Challenge! Part 47
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! Part 47
"They were gluttonous and indulgent, and symbolised the grotesque with their portly appearance and carrot noses. "

Actually it sounds a bit like me, though I jib somewhat at the epithet "grotesque". "A rotund relic of Bacchanalia. I like that."

And that's what Dr Cusack reckons the female snowman has got to be like as well, I take it. Seems reasonable to me. (There were female snowmen in the film version of Raymonmd Brigg's The Snowman, and very Bachanalian they looked too.)

The Lady Snowman.

She stood in the yard
at the back of our place,
So white and so cold
and so broad round the base,
She had coals for her eyes,
and a spud for a nose,
And homely and snug,
though she hadn't no clothes.
Oh lady stay with us
as long as you may,
with the snow blowing around,
and the children at play,
you are back here for Christmas,
but just for the day,
for the sun in the morning
will melt you away.


The first time we built her
I can hardly recall,
We dug in the snow,
and we built her so tall,
And when we were finished,
my Dad said, "You know,
I think she's a lady,
that we've made out of snow."
Oh lady stay with us
as long as you may,
with the snow blowing around,
and the children at play,
you are back here for Christmas,
but just for the day,
for the sun in the morning
will melt you away.


And the next day she melted,
she was gone clean away,
And my Ma said, don't worry,
she'll be back here someday,
And the very next Christmas,
well wouldn't you know,
she was back there once more,
standing there in the snow.
Oh lady stay with us
as long as you may,
with the snow blowing around,
and the children at play,
you are back here for Christmas,
but just for the day,
for the sun in the morning
will melt you away.


Well most years at Christmas,
there's no snow around,
And that means the lady
is not to be found,
But as the years pass,
and it's just now and then,
the snow comes at Christmas,
and she's there once again.
Oh lady stay with us
as long as you may,
with the snow blowing around,
and the children at play,
you are back here for Christmas,
but just for the day,
for the sun in the morning
will melt you away.