Trip Shakespeare - Snow Days

      A D A Em D

A            E
It's coming down
D
Snow pains on the motor veins
            D
Keeps your business on the ground
A            E
It's coming down
D
Slow day for the teacher
         D
And her wheels are spinning now
A                     A7
On account of winter, Mrs. Braintree
D
All the roads are closed
F                            A
And the stores are loot for vagabonds
             E
It's coming down
    A    D A E
Go home!

A            E
It's coming down
D
Snow lays on the chainfields
            D
There's a blessing on the ground
A            E
It's coming down
          D
If your lanes are crammed with children
            D
There's a blessing on your town
A                  A7
On a lucky Monday, Mrs. Braintree
D                          F
All your lanes are waxen silver
                              A
And the stores are loot for vagabonds
             E
It's coming down
    A        D                A                E
Go home! Go home and take a snow day, Mrs. Braintree!

[Solo]
A E D A E D

A*
Mrs. Braintree, you're a chilly northern woman
N.C.
Go home from yonder bus stop
N.C.
Because there's a blessing on the ground
A
Mrs. Braintree, it is written
D
When the snows come over Dixie
         F                                              A
All the roads are closed and the stores are loot for vagabonds

             E
It's coming down
D
Snow lays on the chainfields
           D
There's a blessing on the ground
A            E
It's coming down
         D
If your road's patrolled by children
D
There's no order to be found
A                     A7
On account of winter, Mrs. Braintree
D                         F
All the roads are closed
                              A
And the stores are loot for vagabonds
             E
It's coming down
    A      D G A
Go home!