Here's yet another version from a Cub-Scouting web site:
http://www.cubroundtable.com/assets/rt-newsletters/ct-december-edition-06.pdf

THE CLIMATE
By Heart of America Council
(Tune: Man on Flying Trapeze)

We sing of the Eskimo fearless and bold.
He never feels hot and he never feels cold.
Because where he lives summer never occurs,
And the rest of the year he wears plenty of furs.
Too-ra-lee, too-ra-lay,
And the rest of the year he wears plenty of furs.

The Hawaiian lives in the tropical belt,
And neither the cold nor the heat ever felt.
Because in the winter his summer begins,
And the rest of the year he wears crocodile skin.
Too-ra-lee, too-ra-lay,
And the rest of the year he wears crocodile skin.

Now we poor unfortunates live in a clime,
That calls for at least three fall suits at a time.
A thick one and thin one for days cold and hot
And a medium weight for the days that are not.
Too-ra-lee, too-ra-lay,
And a medium weight for the days that are not.