Ed and Carol Nicodemi

Lyrics

The Disheveled Snowman song

Have I any sort of fingers, do you think that I have toes?
The only time you'll see me is at winter when it snows
To find out who I am
Just read my little story and...

The Disheveled Snowman
Thought that he'd be thrown away
Till the lady of the house
Made sure that he could stay
Just a little stuffed toy
He's there on every page
Stick around and hear his story
If he could talk, what he would say.

The Disheveled Snowman
He would tell you that's his name-
Introduce the tan dog
(Annie's rescued just the same)
He would share his feelings
How he sometimes was afraid
And you would hear about his small guitar
And the angel friend he made.

He was bought at a garage sale
And that’s how our story starts
A tiny little snowman with a giant human heart
More than a decoration,
His kindness calls for celebration...

The Disheveled Snowman
He called 'tinsel on the track'
And he climbed a reindeer
And we know that he'll come back
For each year at Christmas
You can find him in a book
(There is love on every single page
All you have to do is look.)

Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum,
Bum, bum, bum.

(C) Ed and Carol Nicodemi (Dedicated to Carlene Thissen and her book “The Disheveled Snowman”)