Steeleye Span - The January Man lyrics
[Steeleye Span - The January Man lyrics]
The January Man he walks the road in
Woolen coat and boots of leather
The February man still shakes the snow from
Off his head and blows his hands
The man of March he sees the Spring
And wonders what the year will bring
And hopes for better weather
Through April rain the man goes down to watch
The birds come in to share the summer
The man of May stands very still
Watching the children dance away the day
In June the man inside the man is
Young and wants to lend a hand
And grins at each newcomеr
And in July the man in cotton shirt
He sit's and thinks on being idlе
The August man in thousands takes the road to
Watch the sea and find the sun
September man is standing near to saddle
Up and leave the year
And Autumn is his bridle
The man of new October takes the reins
And early frost is on his shoulder
The poor November man sees fire and rain
And mist and wind and bitter gales
December man looks through the snow
To let eleven brothers know
They're all a little older
And the January Man comes round again in
Woolen coat and boots of leather
To take another turn and walk along the
Icy road he knows so well
The January man is here for
Starting each and every year
Along the road forever
Woolen coat and boots of leather
The February man still shakes the snow from
Off his head and blows his hands
The man of March he sees the Spring
And wonders what the year will bring
And hopes for better weather
Through April rain the man goes down to watch
The birds come in to share the summer
The man of May stands very still
Watching the children dance away the day
In June the man inside the man is
Young and wants to lend a hand
And grins at each newcomеr
And in July the man in cotton shirt
He sit's and thinks on being idlе
The August man in thousands takes the road to
Watch the sea and find the sun
September man is standing near to saddle
Up and leave the year
And Autumn is his bridle
The man of new October takes the reins
And early frost is on his shoulder
The poor November man sees fire and rain
And mist and wind and bitter gales
December man looks through the snow
To let eleven brothers know
They're all a little older
And the January Man comes round again in
Woolen coat and boots of leather
To take another turn and walk along the
Icy road he knows so well
The January man is here for
Starting each and every year
Along the road forever