I woke up today and found snow perched on the ground
  It hovered in a frozen sky and gobbled summer down
  So when the leaves were trembling
  Frozen trees were standing in a lonely row
    I get the urge for going but I never seem to go
  And I get the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown
  And summertime is falling down and winter's moving in
    I had a love in summertime with summer-colored skin
  And not another one in town my darling's heart could win
  But when the sky turned traitor cold
  And bully winds did rub their noses in the snow
    She got the urge for going and I had to let her go
  And she got the urge for going when the meadow grass was turning brown
  Summertime was falling down and winter's moving in
    The warriors of winter gave a cold triumphant shout
  Now all that dies is staying and all that lives is getting out
  See the geese in chevron flight
  Flurrying and flapping through the naked sky
    They got the urge for going
  They've got the wings to fly
  They get the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown
  And summertime is falling down and winter's moving in
    I'll ply the fire with kindling and pull the blankets to my chin
  I'll lock the vagrant winter out and bolt my wandering in
  I'd like to call back summertime
  And ask her just to stay another month or so
    But she got the urge for going
  I guess she'll have to go
  And she got the urge for going when the meadow grass was turning brown
  Summertime is falling down and winter's moving in
  And she got the urge for going when the meadow grass was turning brown
  All my empires are fallen down and winter's moving in