The Ballad of Thermal Socks

(somewhere in the key of G)

The thermometer hits ten degrees

And there’s warning of a hard hard freeze

And on  the door old man winter  knocks

Then I praise the Lord for thermal socks

When the winter’s cold could chill your bones

The weatherman forecasts frigid zones

When temps are colder than an icebox

I am cozy in my thermal socks.

Oh thermal socks oh thermal socks

I’m comfy in my thermal socks

Oh thermal socks oh thermal sockes

I praise the Lord for thermal socks.

Now when into frigid  temps we plunge

And I’m  about to chuck up the sponge

‘Cause of frozen pipes and iced-up locks

I will press on in my thermal socks

When Arctic blasts have stopped the clocks

I am comfy in my thermal socks.

Because long pile wool and woolblend rocks.

I am grateful for my thermal socks.

Bridge:

Yeah thermal socks they are da bomb

Get them on Amazon dot com

Now get prepped for that next snowstorm

And keep them little tootsies warm.

Oh thermal socks oh thermal socks

I’m comfy in my thermal socks

Oh thermal socks oh thermal sockes

I praise the Lord for thermal socks.

November 13, 2019

Anthony Foster