Cruel winter, get your boot off of me
Cruel winter, get your boot off of me
I'm ready to see green spring in the tree
Cruel winter, get your boot off of me
Cold winter, lift your snow white skirt
Cold winter, lift your snow white skirt
There's a sweet bud teasin' up through blood brown dirt
Cold winter, lift your snow white skirt
Old winter, turn your icy stare
Old winter, turn your icy stare
Let your tears go rolling through the meadows bare
Old winter, turn your icy stare
Wan winter with your mournful tune
Wan winter with your mournful tune
Go and whistle a spell on the far side of the moon
Wan winter with your mournful tune