Dirty Little Snowman Raised up in Kentucky on a sunny winter's day Just below the Mason-Dixon this final scene was played Dirty little snowman, a sight for sore eyes to see But no one was ever watching but my brother and me And though we used to dance all around the Christmas tree Singing of the baby Jesus, he looks a lot like me And three worlds collided on the day of his creation His head and his heart set on the arc of his foundation Lightning struck the tower and your dirty mouth smiled We gazed down with pride at our hideous child I'll give you my hat, I'll give you my gloves I'll give you my eyes that have been blinded by love And here is a rock for you to go back up the hill Every single morning until the world stands still Roll his body through the mud and the snow Where the dead leaves and the green grass Will make a dirty snowman grow The snow would not cover the ground The snow would not cover the hill The snow would not cover the tracks we had made Or the coal from his mouth where he fell The snow would not cover the ground The snow would not cover the hill The snow would not cover the mud from our tears As we knelt for the final farewell And though we used to dance all around the Christmas tree Singing of the baby Jesus, he looks a lot like me And three worlds collided on the day of his creation His head and his heart set on the arc of his foundation