Think about it Thursday

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-dah di-dah-di-dum, 'tis autumn!"

 

Trees say they're tired, they've born too much fruit;

Charmed on the wayside, there's no dispute.

Now shedding leaves, they don't give a hoot -

La-di-dah di-dah-di-dum, 'tis autumn!

 

 

Then the birds got together to chirp about the weather

Mmmm-mmm-mmm-mmm.

After makin' their decision, in birdie-like precision,

Turned about, and made a beeline 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-di-dah di-dah-di-dum, 'tis autumn.

 

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=rcdtTlw3Npg

 

 

Done