I woke up today and found snow perched on the ground

It hovered in a frozen sky and gobbled summer down

So when the leaves were trembling

Frozen trees were standing in a lonely row



I get the urge for going but I never seem to go

And I get the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown

And summertime is falling down and winter's moving in



I had a love in summertime with summer-colored skin

And not another one in town my darling's heart could win

But when the sky turned traitor cold

And bully winds did rub their noses in the snow



She got the urge for going and I had to let her go

And she got the urge for going when the meadow grass was turning brown

Summertime was falling down and winter's moving in



The warriors of winter gave a cold triumphant shout

Now all that dies is staying and all that lives is getting out

See the geese in chevron flight

Flurrying and flapping through the naked sky



They got the urge for going

They've got the wings to fly

They get the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown

And summertime is falling down and winter's moving in



I'll ply the fire with kindling and pull the blankets to my chin

I'll lock the vagrant winter out and bolt my wandering in

I'd like to call back summertime

And ask her just to stay another month or so



But she got the urge for going

I guess she'll have to go

And she got the urge for going when the meadow grass was turning brown

Summertime is falling down and winter's moving in

And she got the urge for going when the meadow grass was turning brown

All my empires are fallen down and winter's moving in