Bill Withers - Wintertime lyrics

In the wintertime the grass is brown
And the sky is gray, the sky is gray
Ah, hah
But that don't mean little brother that you
Have to feel the same way

Look the sky is cryin' see the
Tear rollin' down on the ground
Down on the ground
Ah, hah but that don't mean little brother
That your life can't turn around

Cover up your body but the cold
Steady rubbin' on your skin
Rubbin' on your skin ah, hah
You stay alive little brother from
The warm fire within

This little brother is what the
Seasons are tryin' to say
The snow will surely be melted when the
Sun punches in for the day
See the cold steady rubbin'
Rubbin' on your skin rubbin' ‘round your skin
Ah hah you're stayin' alive
Little brother from the warm fire within

This little brother is what the
Seasons are tryin' to say
The snow will surely be melted when the
Sun punches in for the day

See the cold steady rubbin'
Rubbin' on your skin rubbin' ‘round your skin
Ah hah you're stayin' alive
Little brother from the warm fire within