[Verse 1 – lead, quiet] out behind the workshop where the snow lay clean and high fellas rolled three clumsy boulders underneath a pale green sky coal for eyes and scarf for collar, hat askew on frozen head someone hummed a fella chorus and the air felt strange instead [Verse 1 – background, soft] (and the air felt strange instead) [Verse 2 – lead] we sang about the nights back home, about the pints and worn-out stools about the friends and lost december shifts at half-forgotten schools then the snowman cleared his powder throat, shook the frost from off his smile said “name’s frosty, i’m a fella been one all the while” [Verse 2 – background] (been one all the while) [Chorus – all, swelling] frosty dail, snowman fella (snowman fella) knew our songs before we spoke (before we spoke) we said “i’m dail milton” (milton) and he laughed like chimney smoke frosty dail, snowman fella (snowman fella) marching with us through the night (through the night) if the world needs extra joy he’ll lend his frosty light (frosty light)