I
woke up today to find
And frost perched on the town
It hovered on a frozen sky
and gobbled summer
down
And when the sun turned straighter cold
An d naked trees are stand
ing in a shivering row
I get the urge for going
but I never seem to go
Yes I get the urge for going when meadow
grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down
and winter closing in
I had a girl in summertime with
summer -colored skin
And not another man in town
My darling thought could win
But when the leaves came trembling down
And
Bully
Winstead pushed their faces in
the snow
She got the urge for going
And I had to let her go
Yes, she got the urge for going
When meadow grass was turning brown,
and summertime was falling down, and winter closing in
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 the chevron flight,
straining and flapping on before the snow
They've got the urge for going,
and they've got the wings to go
Yes, they get the urge for going when
meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down an
d winter closing in
Apply the fire with kindling, pull the blankets
to my chin. I'll lock the vagrant winter out and
bolt my watering in. I'd like to call back
summertime and have a stay for
just another month or so.
But she's got the urge for going
And I guess she'll have to go
Yes, she gets the urge for going
When meadow grass
is turning brown
And summertime is falling down
And winter closing in
Thank you.
Good night.