Lyrics 'Tis Autumn - Stacey Kent, Jim Tomlinson, David Newton

'Tis Autumn

Old Father Time checked, so there’d be no doubt
Called on the North wind to come on out
Then cupped his hands, so proudly to shout
«La-de-da, de-da-de-da, 'tis Autumn!»
The trees say they’re tired, they born too much fruit
Charmed all the wayside, there’s no dispute
Now shedding leaves, they don’t give a hoot!
La-de-da, de-da-de-dum, 'tis Autumn!
Then the birds got together
To chirp about the weather (hmm, hmm, hmm)
After makin' their decision
In birdie-like precision
Turned about and made a bee-line to the South
My holding you close is really no crime
Ask the birds, the trees, and Old Father Time
It’s just to help the mercury climb
La-de-da, de-da-de-da, 'tis Autumn!
It’s just to help, the mercury climb
La-de-da, de-da-de-da, 'tis Autumn!