I don't care about the summer rain I know it's good for the garden Don't care when blue skies They turn to grey But when you come around And try to run me down The storm clouds darken I don't get down when the leaves go brown It's just the charm of the season Things in nature have their reason But when you come along and try to do me wrong Well the first time I'll ignore it But don't you push me beyond the pail But then you're gonna find there's no more water in the well You may think you're gonna walk right all over me But there's a sting in the tail of this honey bee The wind blows cold as the year grows old That's just the natural way it goes I feel the chill from my head down to my toes Each time you call my name And tell me I'm to blame The cold winds gonna blow Let it rain, let it snow But don't give me your grief I can't take it any more...