It's cold outside sitting round the fire
Just getting my spirits rolling
Frost on the grass, trees are getting bare,
The leaves have turned and fallen,
Wind is blowing good friends from town,
The roaring fire is calling
Sitting around my feet in the air
It's cold outside, but I haven't got a care.
Cat on my lap, it's hard to play guitar
Its fur gets caught in the strings.
Trying to record if the kids don't scream
The phone begins to ring.
The words don't come, straining to rhyme.
Just seems just one of those things.
Sitting around my feet in the air
It's cold outside, but I haven't got a care.
Time ticking buy, it goes so fast.
Beginning of another day
Knowing it's late and I can't sleep
My mind keeps reeling away.
I'm thinking about tomorrow, got too much to do
Can't wait till I can say
I'm sitting around my feet in the air
It's cold outside, but I haven't got a care.
Sitting around my feet in the air
It's cold outside, but I haven't got a care.