Propane

When the city's gone dark 'cause of ice on the bark

Propane

When the branches fall down taking lights from the town

Propane

Wait in line, wait in line, wait in line...for propane

When the power's gone out and you need to cook out

Propane

Pizza cooks on the grill if the bottle you fill with

Propane

You can fry you can fry you can fry...with propane

When you're freezing your tush 'cause there's ice on the bush

Propane

When your RV's gone cold hope the tanks aren't all sold of

Propane

Fill the tank, fill the tank, fill the tank...with propane

January 15, 2007 pm

Written during the ice storm while we lacked power (we were without power for 12 days)

Lyrics by Bill Griffin

Lyrics copyright 2007 Bill Griffin