Les Brown - 'Tis Autumn

Old Father Time checked, so there'd be no doubt
Called on the north wind to come on out
Then cupped his hands, so proudly to shout
"La-de-da, de-da-de-da, 'tis Autumn"

The trees say they're tired, they bore too much fruit
Charmed all the wayside, there's no dispute
Now shedding leaves, they don't give a hoot
La-de-da, de-da-de-dum, 'tis Autumn

Then the birds got together
To chirp about the weather
La-da-de, la-da-da, la-la-le

After makin' their decision
With birdie-like precision
Turned about and made a bee-line to the south

My holding you close is really no crime
Ask the birds, the trees, and Old Father Time
It's just to make the mercury climb
La-de-da, de-da-de-da, 'tis Autumn

Written by:
Henry Nemo

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Lyrics © INDANO MUSIC COMPANY, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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