| Hear the winds murmuring and rumbling 'round
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| Walk along, talk along, autumn afternoon
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| And the leaves torn off the trees are tumbling down
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| Walk along, talk along, autumn afternoon
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| There’s something sad and foreboding about autumn
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| That sets the bird on the wing
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| And it’s too bad when I think
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| How high is the price we must pay
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| For the spring time
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| Now the wind is rumblin' and thunderin' down
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| Walk along, talk along, autumn afternoon
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| There’s something sad and foreboding about autumn
|
| That sets the bird on the wing
|
| And it’s too bad when I think
|
| How high is the price we must pay
|
| For the spring time
|
| Now the wind is rumblin' and thunderin' down
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| Walk along, talk along, autumn afternoon |