It's winter in Minnesota

                     And the gentle breezes blow

                       Seventy miles an hour

                          At twenty-five below.

                Oh, how I love Minnesota

                    When the snow's up to your butt

                       You take a breath of winter

                          And your nose gets frozen shut.

                Yes, the weather here is wonderful

                   So I guess I'll hang around

                       I could never leave Minnesota

                          'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!

We don’t have it so bad.  There is worse.