The summer ends and the winter winds. Begin to holler all around the bend.. We will smile and sail away. This won't be no sadness day. When the winter winds greet the trees back there.. We can watch the turbine turning in the wind. Up on the ridge line before the fog rolls in.. Falling leaves in the autumn air. People feeling good everywhere. When the winter winds greet the trees back there.. We can watch the turbine blowing in the wind. Up on the ridge line before the fog rolls in.. We will smile and sail away.. This won't be no sadness day. When the winter winds greet the trees back there..