Wally Whyton Follow

It hovered in a frozen sky and gobbled summer down
So when the leaves were trembling
Frozen trees were standing in a lonely row

I get the urge for going but I never seem to go
And I get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
And summertime is falling down and winter's moving in

I had a love in summertime with summer-colored skin
And not another one in town my darling's heart could win
But when the sky turned traitor cold
And bully winds did rub their noses in the snow

She got the urge for going and I had to let her go
And she got the urge for going
When the meadow grass was turning brown
Summertime was falling down and winter's moving in

The warriors of winter gave a cold triumphant shout
Now all that dies is staying and all that lives is getting out
See the geese in chevron flight
Flurrying and flapping through the naked sky

They got the urge for going, they've got the wings to fly
They get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
And summertime is falling down and winter's moving in

I'll ply the fire with kindling and pull the blankets to my chin
I'll lock the vagrant winter out and bolt my wandering in
I'd like to call back summertime
And ask her just to stay another month or so

But she got the urge for going, I guess she'll have to go
And she got the urge for going
When the meadow grass was turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter's moving in

And she got the urge for going
When the meadow grass was turning brown
All my empires are fallen down and winter's moving in

It hovered in a frozen sky and gobbled summer down
So when the leaves were trembling