Snow in my shoes   Mid-Winter blues   Have got me down   (Just point me South...let's go now)   The clothes on my back   Are too Pasternak   From sole to crown   Where in the hell's the snowplow?   Down 95   We'll come alive   And by the time we get somewhere   Near Savannah   Give Winter the slip   It's well worth the trip   To be togerther   Under the sun      Under the sun   Stress is undone   With every mile   We travel down that highway   Hot tea and songs   It won't be long   Till we arrive   At our island hideaway   Unpack the car   See how things are   We'll roll up all the Blinds   To let some light in   We've come a long way   Small price to pay   To be together   Under the sun      And every evening watch the sunset   Oh the gardenia scent is sweet   Remember me, I'm from out West and   I need the heat      Under the sun   Over the opal sea   Sometimes a cloud   Sails along harmlessly   Under the sun   Sambaing hand-in-hand   You and me two   Sandpipers in the sand