THE TRAVELLIN SNOWMAN
Recorded by Orval Prophet
Words and music by Henry Hank Lariviere and Orval Prophet
(SPOKEN)
>From his home town, Nova Scotia
He went out and won great fame
Hank Snow, "The Singing Ranger"
Country Music, he did reign;
A star at the Grand Ole Opry Show
In Nashville, Tennessee
And he won the hearts of millions
As he sang for you and me;
Hank was never spoiled for luxury
He fought hard all the way
>From cabin boy to salesman
Somehow he made it pay;
He worked down 'round the shipyard
And he sailed the deep blue sea
He'd pick and sing with his guitar
Just as happy as could be;
Yet another town is calling him
And the Snowman moves along
The Golden Rocket keeps on rollin'
Keep those big wheels a-movin' on;
Hank Snow, The Singing Ranger's
Now a legend of our time
And behind that jumbo Martin
Beats a heart so true and fine;
>From Arizona to Alaska
Alabam' and to Maine
Old Montana and Nebraska
To New York and back again;
Yes, he flew across the ocean
To countries that were war torn
And he entertained the soldiers
In their Khaki uniforms;
He has a song about the railroad
And a song for lovers too
For the Navy and the Army
And the one who's feelin' blue;
If the Rhumba Boogie twists a guy
Hank Snow can do them all
You go see the Grand Ole Opry
When the works all done this fall;
Hank now resides in Madison
Near Nashville, Tennessee
It's a Snowman's home in paradise
He's happy as can be;
To his many friends and neighbors
And his country far away
We salute the Singing Ranger
>From down Nova Scotia way.
