Lyric The Urge For Going
Well I woke up today and found frost perched on the town
It hovered in a frozen sky and gobbled summer down
And when the sun turned straight and cold and shiverin
Trees are standing in a naked row
I get the urge for going and I never seem to go
I had someone in the summer time with summer coloured skin
And not another one in town my darling s heart could win
And when the leaves fell tumbling down and bully winds did rub their faces
in the snow
He got the urge for goin and I had to let him go
Chorus
Well he got the urge for going
When the meadow grasses are turnin brown
Summer time is a fallin down
Winter s closing in
And the warriors of winter gave a cold triumphant shout
All that stays is dying and all that lives is getting out
You see the geese in chevron flight a flapping and a racing on before the snow
They ve got the urge for going and they ve got the wings to go
Chorus
I ll pile the fire with kindlin and pull the blankets to my chin
I ll lock the vagrant winter out and bolt my wanderin in
I d like to call back summertime and let her stay for just another month or so
But she s got the urge for goin, and I ll have to let her go
Chorus...
It hovered in a frozen sky and gobbled summer down
And when the sun turned straight and cold and shiverin
Trees are standing in a naked row
I get the urge for going and I never seem to go
I had someone in the summer time with summer coloured skin
And not another one in town my darling s heart could win
And when the leaves fell tumbling down and bully winds did rub their faces
in the snow
He got the urge for goin and I had to let him go
Chorus
Well he got the urge for going
When the meadow grasses are turnin brown
Summer time is a fallin down
Winter s closing in
And the warriors of winter gave a cold triumphant shout
All that stays is dying and all that lives is getting out
You see the geese in chevron flight a flapping and a racing on before the snow
They ve got the urge for going and they ve got the wings to go
Chorus
I ll pile the fire with kindlin and pull the blankets to my chin
I ll lock the vagrant winter out and bolt my wanderin in
I d like to call back summertime and let her stay for just another month or so
But she s got the urge for goin, and I ll have to let her go
Chorus...