Winter Song - Loudon Wainwright III

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