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 shiverin' Trees are standing in a naked row I get the urge for going and I never seem to go I had someone in the summer time with summer coloured 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 goin and I had to let him go Well he got the urge for going When the meadow grasses are turnin' brown Summer time is a fallin' 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 Well he got the urge for going When the meadow grasses are turnin' brown Summer time is a fallin' down Winter's closing in I'll pile the fire with kindlin' and pull the blankets to my chin I'll lock the vagrant winter out and bolt my wanderin' 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 goin, and I'll have to let her go Well he got the urge for going When the meadow grasses are turnin' brown Summer time is a fallin' down Winter's closing in