SING SING SING

(by Rema Boscov)

What will I do
  when it's cold and I'm blue
  and the icicles form
  and I cannot get warm? 

In the midst of a storm
  I will find myself here,
  in the slanting sun's glare,
  in the freezing cold air

  as I sing out with you!

	Sing, sing, sing out together
	Sing, sing no matter the weather,
	we'll sing, sing,
	  for it's love that we bring
	as we sing, sing, sing

What will I do
  when the spring breezes blow
  and there is no more snow
  and I'm raring to go?

Well, my car knows the track
  that will take me right back
  to the place where we sing,
  celebrating the spring:

  I will sing out with you!

	Sing, sing, sing out together...

What will I do
  when it's sizzling hot
  and the shade in this spot
  is the best that we've got? 

In the simmering air
  I will find myself here,
  sweating quarts in my chair,
  and a cool song we share

  as I sing out with you!

 	Sing, sing, sing out together...

What will I do
  when it's bleak and it's brown
  with the leaves on the ground
  and the rain pouring down?

On a porch in this town
  I will find myself here,
  though I'm damp I won't care
  'cause I know this is where

  I will sing out with you!

	Sing, sing, sing out together...