I think of goin' south for the winter

It's getting mighty cold

I watch the fire glow

The moon shining 'cross the snow

Maybe Florida or Mexico

Is where I oughta go



Somewhere where everything is green

Oo the change of scene

Might do a me good

When the swallows go

When they leave Capistrano

Fly away so gracefully

Maybe that's for me



Snowdrifts blowing up against my door

Going clear up to the roof

I could be lying on some sun-washed shore

Truth is, don't know what I'm waiting for



Think I'm goin' south for the winter

It's getting mighty cold

I watch the fire glow

The moon shinin' 'cross the snow

Maybe Florida or Mexico

Is where I oughta go



South of the border

Think I'm goin' south

Get my life in order

Think I'm goin' south

For the winter

It's gettin' mighty cold