I woke
up today and found
A frost perched on the town
It hovered in a frozen sky
And God would summer down
when the winds turn traitor cold
And shivering trees
are standing naked in a row
I get the urge for the wind,
but I never seem to go
Yes, I get the urge to go in
When meadow grasses
are turnin' brown
And summertime's fallin' down
And winter 's comin' on
I had a girl in some town
With summer -colored skin
And not another man in town
But darlin's heart would win
And when the leaves came
trembling down
And bully winds did rub
their faces in the snow
She got the urge to go,
I had to let her go
Yes, you've got the herbs to go with
When meadow grasses
are turnin' brown
And summertime's a -fallin' down
And winter's a -comin' on
Warriors of winter
give a cold triumphant shout
And all that stays is a -dyin'
and all that lives is gettin' out
See the geese in chevron flight
Flapping and racing on
be fore the snow
They've got the urge to go
They've got the whims to go
Yes, they get the urge to go
When meadow grass is
turning brown
Summertime's falling down
Winter's coming on
I'll ply the fire with kindling
Pull the blankets to my chin
I'll lock the vagrant winter out
And bolt my wandering in
I'd like to call back summertime
And have her stay for just
another month or so
But she's got the urge for going
And I guess she's got to go
Yeah, she gets the urge for going
When meadow grass is turnin' brown
And all her empires are fallin' down
And winter's comin' on
Yes, I woke up today and found
The frost perched on the town
It hovered in a frozen sky
and garbled summer down
And when the winds turned traitor cold
And shivering trees
were standing na ked in a row
I get the urge of going,
but I never seem to go
Never seem to go
Never seem to go