'Tis Autumn

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 dee da, dee da dee da, tis Autumn The trees say they're tired they've bore too much fruit Charmed all the wayside there's no dispute Now shedding leaves they don't give a hoot La dee da, dee da dee da, tis Autumn Then the birds got together to chirp about the weather Ooh After making their decision in birdy-like precision Turned about and made a vee line to the south My holding you close really is no crime Ask the birds and the trees and Old Father Time It's just to help the mercury climb La dee da, dee da dee da, tis Autumn