When Mr. Southwind 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. Westwind hums in the blades
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 b**p, b**p
With the magic of June
When Mr. Eastwind shouts overhead
Then all the leaves turn yellow and red
Down in the meadow
Corn stalks are high
Pumpkins are ripe and ready for pie
Old lady blackbird flirts with the scarecrow
Scarecrow is waving at the moon
Old Mr. Moon makes hearts everywhere go b**p, b**p
With the magic of June
When Mr. Northwind rolls on the breeze
Old Father Christmas trims all the trees
Down in the meadow
Snow softly gleams
Earth goes to sleep
And smile in her dreams
Old Mr. Winter whimpers and whines
Down in the meadow
Under the snow
April is teaching green things to grow
When Mr. Westwind hums in the blades
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 b**p, b**p
With the magic of June
When Mr. Eastwind shouts overhead
Then all the leaves turn yellow and red
Down in the meadow
Corn stalks are high
Pumpkins are ripe and ready for pie
Old lady blackbird flirts with the scarecrow
Scarecrow is waving at the moon
Old Mr. Moon makes hearts everywhere go b**p, b**p
With the magic of June
When Mr. Northwind rolls on the breeze
Old Father Christmas trims all the trees
Down in the meadow
Snow softly gleams
Earth goes to sleep
And smile in her dreams