Why I Love Saskatchewan . . . grrrrrr!
When its springtime in Saskatchewan and the gentle breezes blow,
About seventy miles an hour and its fifty-two below,
You can tell youre in Saskatchewan. . . The snows up to your butt,
And you take a breath of springtime air and your nostrils both freeze shut
The weather here is wonderful so I guess Ill hang around,
I could never leave Saskatchewan . . .my feet are frozen to the ground!