'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-di-da di-la-di-dum, '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-di-da di-la-di-dum, 'tis autumn

Then the birds got together

To chirp about the weather

Mm-mm, mm, mm

After makin' their decision

In 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 help the mercury climb

La-di-da di-la-di-dum, 'tis autumn

Then the birds got together

To chirp about the weather

Mm-mm, mm, mm

After makin' their decision

In 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 help the mercury climb

La-di-da di-la-di-dum

La-di-da di-la-di-dum

La-di-da di-la-di-dum

'Tis autumn