One day this weary winter will be gone
Don't be fooled it won't be gone for good
It will be back to freeze next year's moustache
Blowin' snow as every winter should

Right now we all look forward to the spring
Season of the short sleeve and soft ground
We all recall how she was last year
Each and every groundhog hung around

If spring's a maid then summer is a whore
Mosquito's bite, diving boards they throb
She's hot she's heavy, hairy men they sweat
Gobble yellow corn upon the cob

The corn it turns to candy in the fall
The bamboo rake is brought from the garage
School buses dot the land
Each and every bird's nest looses camouflage

One day this weary winter will be gone
Don't be fooled it won't be gone for good
It will be back to freeze next year's moustache
Blowin' snow as every winter should