Goodbye Winter

With all apologies to Supertramp's Goodbye Stranger - which you can click on and listen to here - and why wouldn't you because this song kicks some serious late 70's rock & roll ass. Actually I might take it personally if you don't click on the link right now. Okay, you're back. Good wasn't it? Told you so. I give you:

GOODBYE WINTER

At last early morning yesterday,

Spring had finally dawned.

The sun teased us with a few choice rays,

before up and moving on.

Would it really be a hassle

to throw a frickin' bone?

Instead of duck and run for cover,

leaving us cold and all alone.

Now we believe that any day,

you'll no longer be aloof.

By early in the month of May

you'll offer up some proof.

But till then you've got our rancor,

All our curses made in vain.

We want temps as hot as Hades,

C'mon, at least some gentle rain.

Or we will go on whining,

whining right on cue.

More cold snaps cannot be,

Or our troubles all brand new.

Goodbye Winter - snow and ice,

stuck in your grip just like a vise.

Subzero temps - yes, quite a few,

 straight to Hell's what we want for you.

Goodbye wind chill's frostbite pain,

Hope we never meet again.

Screw yourself, it's you we blame,

Nothing left in March but pure disdain.

Goodbye shoveling all in vain,

brutal winds blowing 'cross the plain.

You frigid bastard, such a cruel game,

Tempers frayed after your five month reign.

Now some they love and some they loath,

Either way it's here we dwell.

Survive the chill in silence we don't,

but more snow and we'll all rebel.

It's not like we need a savior,

Just sunlight is now the key.
It'll improve all our behavior,

and a few days in the 60's.

Or we will go on whining,

whining right on cue.

More cold snaps cannot be,

Or our troubles all brand new.

Goodbye Winter - snow and ice,

stuck in your grip just like a vise.

Subzero temps - yes, quite a few,

 straight to Hell's what we want for you.

Repeat and then rock the air guitar solo . . .