[Intro]
(Cold wind, idling diesel, a wrench clattering on concrete)

[Verse]
December breeze sneaks through the garage door crack,
Brand-new spark plug layin' on the bench out back.
The 2008 Toro seized up like a stone,
Brenda hollered from the house, "Leave that thing alone!
Take it to the curb, it's dead and done,
It's colder than a banker's heart, and weighs a ton."

[Chorus]
She's got one more winter in her bones,
Don't you write her off with sticks and stones.
A little choke, a little pull, a stubborn spark,
She'll fire up before it gets too dark.
Just one more winter, Brenda, let her be,
'Cause that old machine's a whole lot like me.

[Verse]
I wrench the frozen piston, slip and skin my knuckles raw,
Hear my son's concrete truck rumble out there by the wall.
Diesel idling, waiting for a load,
While I'm fightin' with a snowblower on a gravel road.
And I swear I hear my father's voice cut through the cold and damp,
"Never toss a motor 'fore you've swapped the clamp."

[Chorus]
She's got one more winter in her bones,
Don't you write her off with sticks and stones.
A little choke, a little pull, a stubborn spark,
She'll fire up before it gets too dark.
Just one more winter, Brenda, let her be,
'Cause that old machine's a whole lot like me.

[Bridge]
When my own knees sound like gravel and bone dust,
When my joints are rusted, my ambition's gone bust,
I hope she'll see me cranking on the same old stand,
And won't she say, "He's still got one more winter in the man."

[Chorus]
She's got one more winter in her bones,
Don't you write her off with sticks and stones.
A little choke, a little pull, a stubborn spark,
She'll fire up before it gets too dark.
Just one more winter, Brenda, let her be,
'Cause that old machine's a whole lot like me.

[Outro]
One more winter...
One more winter...
(F-550 diesel fades, a sputter, a cough, then a rumble and silence)