'Tis Autumn 歌词

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, (humming). After makin' their decision With birdie-like precision, turned about and made a bee-line to the south. Oh, holding you close is really no crime, Ask the birds, the trees, and Old Father Time, It's just to help the mercury climb, La-de-da, de-da-de-da, '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!". Then the birds got together To chirp about the weather, (humming). After makin' their decision With birdie-like precision, turned about and made a bee-line to the south. Oh, holding you close is really no crime, Ask the birds, the trees, and Old Father Time, It's just to help the mercury climb, La-de-da, de-da-de-da, 'tis Autumn! 'Tis Autumn!