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Spring is gentle and lovely.
And summer is good on the whole.
The autumn is mellow and golden
And winter is good for your soul.
So long as you don't get pneumonia
And someone pulls up in a hearse
Winter is not such a problem
You know that it could be worse.
You know that it could be worse.
You know that it could be worse.
Winter is not such a problem
You know that it could be worse.
Some people don't tolerate winter,
They can only be happy in heat.
The elderly and the tubercular
The delicate and the effete.
The whiners and the complainers
For whom nothing ever's okay
And that is the beauty of winter:
It drives all those people away.
It keeps all those people away.
It keeps all those people away.
And that is the beauty of winter.
It keeps all those people away.
So here's to our friends inMiami,
Gainesville, Tampa, St. Pete.
You have no idea what you are missing
The beauty of each St. Paul street.
The gentle shapes of the snowdrifts,
The glitter of ice in the trees
And the voices of good Christian people
Singing in sweet harmony.
Singing in sweet harmony (2)
The voices of good Christian people
Singing in sweet harmony.
I love to put on my parka
On a bitterly cold winter day,
The tree limbs stark and dramatic
The sky a gun-metal gray.
The wind picks up and the wind chill
Is minus (Good Lord) thirty-five
But the beauty of winter it shows you
It's so good just being alive
People who live through disaster
Feel vibrant, sometimes even thrilled
They find a sense of adventure
And an utter absence of guilt.
In summer we have the illusion
That life should be sweet, and no fuss
In winter we learn that the world it
Does not revolve around us.
I have good friends down in Tampa
And also in San Diego
Who are allergic to winter
And faint at a picture of snow.
They shiver if it's below sixty
In the tropical climate they hide
But we are northern people
And we're free to roam the world wide.
We can be happy in Key West
In Fairbanks, Alaska, or Nome
When you've been through a hard winter
All of the world is your home.