|
Well i woke up today and found frost perched on the town |
|
It hovered in a frozen sky and gobbled summer down |
|
And when the sun turned straight and cold and shiverin' |
|
Trees are standing in a naked row |
|
I get the urge for going and i never seem to go |
|
I had someone in the summer time with summer coloured skin |
|
And not another one in town my darling's heart could win |
|
And when the leaves fell tumbling down and bully winds did rub their faces |
|
In the snow |
|
He got the urge for goin and i had to let him go |
|
Chorus |
|
Well he got the urge for going |
|
When the meadow grasses are turnin' brown |
|
Summer time is a fallin' down |
|
Winter's closing in |
|
And the warriors of winter gave a cold triumphant shout |
|
All that stays is dying and all that lives is getting out |
|
You see the geese in chevron flight a flapping and a racing on before the snow |
|
They've got the urge for going and they've got the wings to go |
|
Chorus |
|
I'll pile the fire with kindlin' and pull the blankets to my chin |
|
I'll lock the vagrant winter out and bolt my wanderin' in |
|
I'd like to call back summertime and let her stay for just another month or so |
|
But she's got the urge for goin, and i'll have to let her go |
|
Chorus... |
