How do you like the weather,
Mary Anne, good friend of mine?
In Missouri's bitter cold,
I bet your heart still does shine.

Intense heat does it give out,
It's too cold for that to be;
That's for stars in the heavens,
Your heart gives warmth, I can see.

Your heart is one warm enough,
To keep icicles away;
So it is never icy,
Bringing bright light in the day.

Your gold smiles , Mary Anne,
From your heart come there in flakes;
They are ones of high grade ore,
Collecting them brings high stakes.

Keep warm on bitter cold days,
At least try the best you can;
If it's at all possible,
Try to get warm, Mary Anne.