I awoke today and found the frost
perched on the town
It hovered in a frozen sky, then it
gobbled summer down
When the sun turns traitor cold and all 
the trees are shivering in a naked row
I get the urge for going
But I never seem to go
I get the urge for going 
When the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter
is closing in
I had me a man in summertime
He had summer-colored skin
And not another girl in town 
My darling's heart could win
But when the leaves fell on the ground
Boy winds came around, pushed them face
down in the snow
He got the urge for going
And I had to let him go
He got the urge for going
When the meadow grass was turning brown
Summertime was falling down and winter
was closing in
Now the warriors of winter they gave a 
cold triumphant shout
And all that stays is dying and all that
lives is camping out
See the geese in chevron flight flapping 
and racing on before the snow
They got the urge for going
And they got the wings so they can go
They get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter
is closing in
Apply the fire with kindling now
I'll pull the blankets up to my chin
I'll lock the vagrant winter out and
I'll fold my wandering in
I'd like to call back summertime
Have her stay for just another 
month or so
But she's got the urge for gong
So I guess she'll have to go
She gets the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
All her empire's falling down
And winter's closing in
And I get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
And summertime is falling down