Come wind, come rain, we're off again Our muddy boots plod down the lane The snow has snowed, now the grass has growed And it's time that we were on the road The mare is shod, the miles untrod between us and the land of God We're on our way And everyday is another ten miles and an armful of hay Hey, ho, the wind and the rain It's another ten miles and a pocket of grain Come wind, come rain, we're off again Our muddy boots plod down the lane The snow has snowed, the grass has growed And it's time that we were on the road Hey, ho, the wind and the rain The passers-by wave their arms and grin