O long, long winter when will it ever end.
I'm tired of the snow, I'm tired of the wind.
Just when we get a break and see the curb a while
Then comes the wind and rain and ice at every mile.
Some weeks the sun shines bright.
Our spirits start to soar.
Then low and behold it starts to snow once more.
I tried during the summer when friends complained of heat
To store up warmth and sunshine for the winter cold to beat.
But here it is almost spring
I don't see an end in sight
It snowed another foot in the middle of the night
I've got one last thing to tell Jack Frost
We are tired will you please get lost!