Hey hey a deluge,
Wash it all away,
Then when the snow comes
I'll roll it all up.

I'll roll it all up,
The snow, the lights,
The plants, the dirt.

I'll roll up the night,
I'll roll up the day,
I'll roll right down the streets
The plows will all be unneeded,
Because I'll roll up all the snow
And clear myself a path
From here to Zion Grove.

Where I'll make a giant snowman
And give it a crooked smile,
That the people will all see
For miles and miles.

When I'm all done
The roads will be clear,
And I'll finally be able
To reach you my dear.