Your weather changes, like a girl, changes clothes.That low, from last night, ’snow a high, I would know.Today’s winds and those clouds, turn to sun, Saturday.With a high, of sixty on sunday…It’s cold then its hot, it rains and chance snow, there’s clouds and there’s not, there’s sun peeking through.North winds for to-day, west winds to-morrow.A high to the east, and a low to the west….