'Tis Autumn - Esther Phillips
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-dah di-dah-di-dum 'tis autumn "
Trees say they're tired
They've born too much fruit;
Charmed on the wayside
There's no dispute
Now shedding leaves
They don't give a hoot
La-di-dah di-dah-di-dum 'tis autumn
Then the birds got together to chirp about the weather
La-di-dah La-di-dah La-di-dah La-di-dah La-di-dahdi-dum
After makin' their decision in birdie-like precision
Turned about and made a beeline to the south
My holding you close really is no crime
Ask the birds ask the trees and old Father Time
It's just to help the mercury climb
La-di-dah di-dah-di-dum 'tis autumn
La-di-dah di-dah-di-dum 'tis autumn