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 | The Complete Works of James Whitcomb Riley |  |
1078
WHATEVER THE WEATHER MAY BE
“Whatever the weather may be,” says he—
“Whatever the weather may be,
It's plaze, if ye will, an' I'll say me say,—
Supposin' to-day was the winterest day,
Wud the weather be changing because ye cried,
Or the snow be grass were ye crucified?
The best is to make yer own summer,” says he,
“Whatever the weather may be,” says he—
“Whatever the weather may be!
“Whatever the weather may be,
It's plaze, if ye will, an' I'll say me say,—
Supposin' to-day was the winterest day,
Wud the weather be changing because ye cried,
Or the snow be grass were ye crucified?
The best is to make yer own summer,” says he,
“Whatever the weather may be,” says he—
“Whatever the weather may be!
“Whatever the weather may be,” says he—
“Whatever the weather may be,
It's the songs ye sing, an' the smiles ye wear,
That's a-makin' the sun shine everywhere;
An' the world of gloom is a world of glee,
Wid the bird in the bush, an' the bud in the tree,
An' the fruit on the stim o' the bough,” says he,
“Whatever the weather may be,” says he—
“Whatever the weather may be!
“Whatever the weather may be,
It's the songs ye sing, an' the smiles ye wear,
That's a-makin' the sun shine everywhere;
An' the world of gloom is a world of glee,
Wid the bird in the bush, an' the bud in the tree,
An' the fruit on the stim o' the bough,” says he,
“Whatever the weather may be,” says he—
“Whatever the weather may be!
1079
“Whatever the weather may be,” says he—
“Whatever the weather may be,
Ye can bring the Spring, wid its green an' gold,
An' the grass in the grove where the snow lies cold;
An' ye'll warm yer back, wid a smiling face,
As ye sit at yer heart, like an owld fireplace,
An' toast the toes o' yer sowl,” says he,
“Whatever the weather may be,” says he—
“Whatever the weather may be!”
“Whatever the weather may be,
Ye can bring the Spring, wid its green an' gold,
An' the grass in the grove where the snow lies cold;
An' ye'll warm yer back, wid a smiling face,
As ye sit at yer heart, like an owld fireplace,
An' toast the toes o' yer sowl,” says he,
“Whatever the weather may be,” says he—
“Whatever the weather may be!”
| The Complete Works of James Whitcomb Riley | |