The Urge For Going

Mary Black

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 shivering trees are standing in a naked row

I get the urge for going, but I never seem to go



I had someone in the summertime with summer-colored 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 going, and I had to let him go



Well, he got the urge for going

When the meadow grasses are turning brown

Summertime is a-falling 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



They've got the urge for going

When the meadow grasses are turning brown

Summertime is a-falling down

Winter's closing in



I'll pile 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 let her stay for just another month or so

But she's got the urge for going, and I'll have to let her go



She's got the urge for going

When the meadow grasses are turning brown

Summertime is a-falling down

Winter's closing in



Well, she's got the urge for going

When the meadow grasses are turning brown

All her empires are falling down

Winter is closing in