(He’s Our Dear Old) Weatherman

Lyrics
Hello Mr. Weatherman, is it gonna rain or shine? (Shine shine shine shine) Hello Mr. Weatherman, is it gonna rain or shine? (Shine shine shine shine) Hello Mr. Weatherman, is it gonna rain or shine? (Shine shine shine shine) In the months, his cuckoo clocks Roser shirts, and early socks Weatherman lies dreaming of his past People call him, wrote him letters For his advice, he weather-matters He usеd to be the master of his props And hе sailed the sea, for his weather weeks And he asked the sky for a weather sign He is very old, got a heart of gold He's our dear old weatherman He's our dear old weatherman Hello Mr. Weatherman, is it gonna rain or shine? (Shine shine shine shine) Hello Mr. Weatherman, is it gonna rain or shine? (Shine shine shine shine) Neither hurt thermometers These things they call barometers Meant for stuff completely out of date Yeh, early sheperds ellenstair Guys comes to him, for his advice To everybody else he's just a payt And he sailed the sea, for his weather weeks And he asked the sky for a weather sign He is very old, got a heart of gold He's our dear old weatherman He's our dear old weatherman
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Credits
- Writers
- Mark Wirtz
- Ross Hannaman