I walked a day and found the
frost perched on the town
It hovered in a frozen sky
and gobbled summer down
When the sun turns straighter of cold
All the trees stand shivering
in a naked row
I get the urge for going
but I never seem to go
I met a boy in the summertime,
summer -colored skin
Not another girl in town,
my darling's heart could win
When the leaves fell, trimmed them down
Bully winds did push their faces
in the snow
He got the urge for going
and I had to let him go
He got the urge for going winds
But Madagascar was turning brown
Summertime was falling down
And winter closing in
Now the warriors of winter
Give a cold triumphant shout
And all that stays is dying
All that lives is getting out
See the geese in chevron flight
A -flappin' and a -racin' on
before the snow
They've got the urge for goin'
They've got the wings to go
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,
so I guess she'll have to go
And I get the urge for going
when the meadow grass
is turning brown
Summertime is falling down
and winter's closing in