I woke up today and found snow perched on the ground 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
I woke up today and found snow perched on the ground 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
