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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-de-da, de-da-de-da, '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-de-da, de-da-de-dum, 'tis Autumn!Then the birds got togetherTo chirp about the weather,After makin' their decisionWith birdie-like precision,turned about and made a bee-line to the south.Oh, 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-de-da, de-da-de-da, '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-de-da, de-da-de-da, 'tis Autumn!".SongtexteThen the birds got togetherTo chirp about the weather,(humming).After makin' their decisionWith birdie-like precision,turned about and made a bee-line to the south.Oh, 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-de-da, de-da-de-da, 'tis Autumn!'Tis Autumn! Aus Songtexte Mania