Fair Weather Brother

When the weather begins to chill

I'm sure we'll see him again

Looking for a little room

just for him in our den

jobless, pennyless,

except for what he's stolen

but he considers himself lucky

and considers these moments golden

not a worry in the world

not a single burden on his shoulders

he'll disappear with the summer

but we'll see him when the weather gets colder

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