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
