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