When Mr South Wind sighs in the pines,
old Mr Winter whimpers and whines
Down in the meadow, under the snow,
April is teaching green things to grow
When Mr West Wind howls in a glade,
old Mr Summer nods in the shade
Down in the meadow, deep in the brook,
catfish are waiting for the hook
Old Lady Blackbird flirts with the scarecrow,
scarecrow is waving at the moon
Old Mr Moon makes hearts everywhere go bump, bump,
with the magic of June
When Mr East Wind shouts over head,
then all the leaves turn yellow and red
Down in the meadow corn stocks are high
pumpkins are ripe and ready for pie
Old Lady Blackbird flirts with the scarecrow,
scarecrow's waving at the Moon
Old Mr Moon makes hearts everywhere go bump-bump
with the magic of June
When Mr North Wind rolls on the breeze,
old father Christmas trims over trees
Down in the meadow snow shoftly gleams
earth goes to sleep and smiles in her dreams