Текст песни ’Tis Autumn - Nat King Cole

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 bore 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,
After makin′ their decision With birdie-like
Precision, Turned about and made a bee-line to the south.
Oh, 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!
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!".
Then the birds got together To chirp about the weather,
After makin' their decision With birdie-like
Precision, Turned about and made a bee-line to the south.
Oh, 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! '
Tis Autumn!

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