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-di-dah di-dah-di-dum, 'tis autumn!
Trees say they're tired, they've born too much fruit Charmed on the wayside, there's no dispute Now shedding leaves, they don't give a hoot La-di-dah di-dah-di-dum, 'tis autumn!
Then the birds got together to chirp about the weather MM-mm-mm-mm After makin' their decision, in birdie-like precision Turned about, and made a beeline to the south My holding you close really is no crime
Ask the birds and the trees and old father time It's just to help the mercury climb La-di-dah di-dah-di-dum, 'tis autumn It's just to help the mercury climb La-di-dah di-dah-di-dum, 'tis autumn
Then the birds got together to chirp about the weather MM-mm-mm-mm After makin' their decision, in birdie-like precision Turned about, and made a beeline to the south
My holding you close really is no crime Ask the birds and the trees and old father time It's just to help the mercury climb La-di-dah di-dah-di-dum, 'tis autumn
Compositor: Henry Nemo (Kline Dick) ECAD: Obra #256723 Fonograma #1759563