Lyrics：Van Morrison Music：Van Morrison Leaves of brown they fall to the ground And it's here, over there leaves around Shut the door, dim the lights and relax What is more, your desire or the facts Pitter patter the rain falling down Little glamor sun coming round Take a walk when autumn comes to town Little stroll past the house on the hill Some more coal on the fire will do well And in a week or two it'll be Halloween Set the page and the stage for the scene Little game the children will play And as we watch them while time away Look at me and take my breath away yeah You'll be smiling eyes beguilding And the song on the breeze Will call my name out and your dream Chestnuts roasting outside as you walk With your love by your side The old accordion man plays mellow and bright And you go home in the crispness of the night Little later friends will be along And if you feel like joining the throng Just might feel like singing Autumn song Just may feel like singing Autumn song You'll be smiling Eyes beguilding And the song on the breeze Calls my name out in your dream Chestnuts roasting outside As you walk with your love by your side And the old accordion plays mellow and bright And you go home in the crispness of the night
Lyrics：Van Morrison Music：Van Morrison Leaves of brown they fall to the ground And it's here, over there leaves around Shut the door, dim the lights and relax What is more, your desire or the facts Pitter patter the rain falling down Little glamor sun coming round Take a walk when autumn comes to town Little stroll past the house on the hill Some more coal on the fire will do well And in a week or two it'll be Halloween Set the page and the stage for the scene Little game the children will play And as we watch them while time away Look at me and take my breath away yeah You'll be smiling eyes beguilding And the song on the breeze Will call my name out and your dream Chestnuts roasting outside as you walk With your love by your side The old accordion man plays mellow and bright And you go home in the crispness of the night Little later friends will be along And if you feel like joining the throng Just might feel like singing Autumn song Just may feel like singing Autumn song You'll be smiling Eyes beguilding And the song on the breeze Calls my name out in your dream Chestnuts roasting outside As you walk with your love by your side And the old accordion plays mellow and bright And you go home in the crispness of the night
