The wind it blows look there it goes
Blowing the leaves off the trees
The wind it blows the weather it shows
That autumn is coming to me you see

The autumn hues for you and me
Are glowing red yellow and brown
And orange and gold and crimson so bold
A beautiful sight to behold

The bear begins to hibernate
The squirrel gathers his nuts
Moles and badgers go to bed
Time to rest sleepy head

The wind it blows look there it goes
Blowing the leaves off the trees
The wind it blows the weather it shows
That autumn is coming to me you see