Over the Garden Wall - The Old North Wind

Oh Yeah the old North Wind starts to howl
Puffs up, furrows his brow
Now, now, you better take cover
Lock up those doors and close those shutters

I say the old North Wind, yes he is
He's gone fat, he's gonna spin
He's gonna, pull back, a blow a little more
Until you can't tell what you came here for

Oh Yeah the old North Wind, yes indeed
He's gonna breathe and breathe
He's gonna, bloooooow
Blow till you can't feel no more.