Some of them were superstitious   Sitting with their backs facing the orchard   All of them with mittens on their hands and feet   Were waiting there for winter      Thousands on the freeze   Well, I could never join them there   And we dare not bother   But couldn't help but holler, yeah      There's no use in hiding   The joy from the bright new sun   I could wait for winter   Better if it never comes      Some of them were superstitious   Watching them parade around the town square   Some of them were praising   While cold and simply 'cause they don't know better      Someone to protect them   Someone to keep track of them   No, I don't believe them   I would rather holler, yeah      There's no use in hiding   The joy from the bright new sun   Now you say you're leaving   But leaving will just bring you down      Can you operate machines like that?   Miles a day on tough terrain and grass      I'm not sure if we will meet again   I guess it depends on which company you're in      Oh wait, you're gone, you're gone   So soon, so soon, so long   But life in the words for someone   And you're someone      So soon, so soon, so long   And when you're gone, you're gone   And life, it works for someone   You're someone, you're someone   You're someone