'Tis Autumn

(альбом: Indiscretion - 1959)

Old Father Time checked, so there'd be no doubt
Called on the north wind to come on out
Then cupped his hands, so proudly to shout
"La-de-da, de-da-de-dum, 'tis Autumn"

The trees say they're tired, they borne too much fruit
Charmed all the wayside, there's no dispute
Now shedding leaves, they don't give a hoot
La-de-da, de-da-de-dum, 'tis Autumn

Then the birds got together to chirp about the weather
After making their decision in birdie-like precision
Turned about and made a bee-line to the south

My holding you close really is no crime
Ask the birds, the trees, and Old Father Time
It's just to help the mercury climb
La-de-da, de-da-de-dum, 'tis Autumn

Then the birds got together to chirp about the weather
After making their decision in birdie-like precision
Turned about and made a bee-line to the south

My holding you close really is no crime
Ask the birds, the trees, and Old Father Time
It's just to help the mercury climb
La-de-da, de-da-de-dum

La-de-da, de-da-de-dum, 'tis Autumn