Winter has come early And the snow is freshly laid The children are asleep And so I must be on my way Many miles ahead of me Many miles to go Cannot look a turn away from the calling of the snow We're going cross country skiing Skiing across the land Cross country Skiing Where the river meets the land Sun is on my pillow But I'm not in the bed I'm out in the country snow With a ski cap on my head Coffee in my belly will surely keep me warm A mountain lunch packed in my sack With raisin, nuts, and corn We're going cross country skiing Skiing across the land Cross country skiing Where the river meets the land Up ahead is Dundee's barn Surrounded by the pines Skis behind me bound for making perfect snowy lines For a change I leave the pack Forge a road anew Wondering if the rumors of the hills ahead are true We're going cross country skiing Skiing across the land Cross country skiing Watch out those hills are coming fast Sliding down the hillside These skis weren't made for this To fly, boy from now on Let the river be your guide