From Chesapeake Bay to Maine,
Came the Great White Hurricane,
Drifting, drifting, drifting, drifting,
Drifting to fifty feet high..
Fell like a giant hood,
Ten degrees wasn't good,
Four hundred people would die..

I'm talkin' bout the Blizzard,
Of Eighteen and Eighty and Eight..
This Blizzard is the greatest there is,
If you can call Blizzard's great..
If ever a Blizzard has blocked the sun,
The Blizzard Of Eighty Eight was one,
Was one, was one, was one, was one,
Was one, was one,
Of the Blizzard's that blocked the sun!
I'm talkin' bout the Blizzard,
The Blizzard Of Eighty And Eight!

Two hundred ships were grounded,
More than one hundred seamen would die,
downed telegraph wires, and telephone lines,
And traffic was paralyzed.
More than fifty inches of snow would fall,
Nothing in New York moved at all,
At all, at all, at all, at all,
at all, at all,
More than fifty inches of snow would fall
I'm talkin' bout the Blizzard,
The Blizzard Of Eighty And Eight!