Weary man of my heart Let me know when it's time to start loving again We are colder than this autumn night deserves Holly places her bets on who will Leave before the first snow flies But place them high Cause I know I Will stay through the summertime Weary man of my heart It is now time to fall into The drifted snow Behind the house And let the cold wind out Then back into the house To lie beside the hickory fire To drift and doze One day closer to the summertime Winter came winter went The devil came the devil up and left us here You and me dear Dearest man of my heart Spring is nigh and it's time to find a Plot of land To tend and temper with our holy plans Where there're weeds There will soon be okra And tomatoes and rutabaga And my namesake will endure Through this our summertime And my namesake will endure Through this our summertime