Well I don't care about the summer rain

I know it's good for the garden

Don't care what blue skies, they turn to grey

When you come around and try to run me down

The storm clouds darken... mmm... yeah...

I don't get down when the leaves go brown

It's just a charm of the season

Well things in nature have their reason

But when you come along and try to do me wrong.

Well the first time I'll ignore it

But don't you push me beyond the pale

But then you're going to find there's no more water in the well

And you may think you're going to walk right all over me

But there's a sting in the tail of this honey bee.

The wind blows cold as the year grows old

Yeah that's just the natural way it goes

I feel a chill from my head down to my toes

Each time you call my name and tell me I'm to blame.

Well the first time I'll ignore it but don't you push beyond the pale

Then you're going to find there's no more water in the well

And you may think you're going to walk right all over me

But there's a sting in the tail of this honey bee

I said the first time I'll ignore it but don't you push me beyond the pale

And then you're going to find there's no more water in the well

You may think you're going to walk right all over me

There's a sting in the tail of this honey bee.

Yes there's a sting in the tail well the cold wind's going to blow

Let it rain, let it snow

And don't give me your grief, I can't take it any more...