Well, I woke up today and found frost perched on the town It hovered in a frozen sky and gobbled summer down And when the sun turned straight and cold And shivering trees are standing in a naked row I get the urge for going, but I never seem to go
I had someone in the summertime with summer-colored skin And not another one in town my darling's heart could win And when the leaves fell tumbling down And bully winds did rub their faces in the snow He got the urge for going, and I had to let him go
Well, he got the urge for going When the meadow grasses are turning brown Summertime is a-falling down Winter's closing in
And the warriors of winter gave a cold, triumphant shout All that stays is dying, and all that lives is getting out You see the geese in chevron flight A-flapping and a-racing on before the snow They've got the urge for going and they've got the wings to go
They've got the urge for going When the meadow grasses are turning brown Summertime is a-falling down Winter's closing in
I'll pile 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 let her stay for just another month or so But she's got the urge for going, and I'll have to let her go
She's got the urge for going When the meadow grasses are turning brown Summertime is a-falling down Winter's closing in
Well, she's got the urge for going When the meadow grasses are turning brown All her empires are falling down Winter is closing inTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
