Stompin Tom Connors - Snowmobile Song Chords

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It's winter time and the weathers fine
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The snows on the woods and field When I reveal     
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My snowmobile
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Trill by thrill by gully and hill
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Baby it'll make you feel like an out door meal
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On a snowmobile

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Listen to the sound as the belts goes round
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the winter carnivals here
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And oh what fun at the crack of the gun
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When the whole gang disappears

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The race is on from the bush to the pond 
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And back where the judges feel you've won their seal
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For the snowmobile 
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You've won their seal    For the snowmobile 

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Where skiers ski and skaters be and snow shoes lend appeal
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Like a bogie wheel    On a snowmobile 
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We tip the glass to the northern lass fo she won't let you kneel
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She'd rather squeal     On a snowmobile 

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Your off to town when the word goes round
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It's winter carnival time
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In goggles,boots and a snow proof suit
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Your sweethearts on your mind

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You win the race and you see her face 
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And you know that she must feel you got real       
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good snowmobile 
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Now down the street you can here the beat
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And the clickn of the dancers heels, When the fiddlers peel 
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off a rag time reel
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You dance and tear with an I don't care
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On the way back home you'll wheel over hill and field
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On a snowmobile 

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Through golden glow on powdered snow
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When the moon comes rolling along
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On the homeward trail you can hear the wail
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Of the whole gang singing a song

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If tomorrow's clear with fishin gear 
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We'll head for a lake trout meal ,With a rod and a reel 
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and a snowmobile 
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Life can be real on a snowmobile 
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There ain't no deal like a snowmobile