I awoke today and found the frost perched on the town It hovered in a frozen sky and it gobbled summer down
When the sun turns traitor cold and all the trees are shivering in a naked row
I get the urge for going but I never seem to go I get the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown Summertime is falling down and winter's closing in
I had me a man in summertime, he had summer~colored skin And not another girl in town my darling's heart could win But when the leaves fell on the ground and bully winds came around pushed them face down in the snow
He got the urge for going and I had to let him go He got the urge for going when the meadow grass was turning brown and summertime was falling down and winter was closing in
Now the warriors of winter they give a cold triumphant shout And all that stays is dying, all that lives is getting out
See the geese in chevron flight flapping and a racing on before the snow
They got the urge for going and they got the wings so they can go
They get the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown and summertime is falling down and winter's closing in
I'll ply the fire with kindling now, I'll pull the blankets up to my chin I'll lock the vagrant winter out and I'll 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 so I guess she'll have to go
She's got the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown and all the empires are falling down and winter was closing in
And I get the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown and summertime is falling down