Hey sweet Annie, don’t take it so bad
You know the summer’s coming soon
Though the interstate is choking under salt and dirty sand
And it seems the sun is hiding from the moon

Your daddy told you when you were a girl
The kind of things that come to those who wait
So give it a rest girl, take a deep breath girl
Meet me at the Bay State tonight

(Chorus) The snow is coming down
On our New England town
And it’s been falling all day long
What else is new?
What can I do,
I wrote a valley winter song to play for you. (subsequently: But sing this valley winter song I wrote for you.)

And late December can drag a man down
You feel it deep in your gut
Short days and afternoons spent puttering around
In a dark house with the windows painted shut

Remember New York, staring outside
As reckless winter made its way
From Staten Island to the Upper West Side
Whiting out our streets along the way

(Chorus) (instrumental break – main verse chords) (Chorus)