It's winter in Nebraska, and the gentle breezes blow,
At 70 miles per hour, and at 52 below!
Oh, how I love Nebraska, when the snow's up to your butt.
Oh, how I love Nebraska, when the snow's up to your butt.
You take a breath of winter air, And your nose is frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful…I guess I'll hang around.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful…I guess I'll hang around.
I could never leave Nebraska, ‘cause I'm frozen to the ground.
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