February hitched up her skirt and rolled her stocking down She let a little sun up high but she keeps her boots on The cold ground She slapped another year on me I got a notion like I need to get out of here So I'm gone, gone With this guitar in my hand and my red shoes on February February what are you gonna do Your sister down south is warm and better lookin than you I've been standing in your shade for too long Did you really think that you could keep me here I'm gone, gone Back to the salt of the earth that's where I come from February girl you better wipe that smile from your face You can taunt me all you want but I know spring's around the corner and the world is just a ticket away I got nothing more to say to you I'm gone gone And there ain't nothing can shake this rock I stand upon Back to the salt of the earth That's where I come from I'm singing With this guitar in my hand And my red shoes on Oh, February hitched up the skirts (skirts!) February hitched up the skirts (skirts!) February hitched up the skirts (skirts!) February hitched up the skirts (skirts!) Oh, February hitched up the skirts She rolled the stocking down