'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-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