LYRICS
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I’ve had enough of this
I’m at the precipice
It’s well into the negatives
And I ain’t impressed by it
If I could have one wish
It’d be to ditch the brisk
And skip to margarita sips
Live in eternal bliss
I’m sick of Canadian Winters
This Bird’s flying south
Goodbye to wool coats and shivers
That ain’t what I’m about
Yes I know this boulder’s only gettin warmer
But my bones only gettin older, feelin colder,
A wall of snow, driving home, tryna keep off the shoulder
No that ain’t something I’ll miss
I’m sick of Canadian Winters
This Bird’s flying south
Goodbye to wool coats and shivers
That ain’t what I’m about
INSTRUMENTATION AND CREDITS
Written, performed, and produced by Ben Turcotte and Carter Rolland