Autumn This Year

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 Autumn this year is gonna break my heart
 Leaves start fallin' and the feelin' starts
 Days turn shorter and the nights turn cool
 And children walk home from school
 And children walk home from school
 Ba da ba da ba da
 Blue skys clearer when that old mill stream
 Flows cold water down a clean pipe dream
 Airs like apples in the mild day sun
 When summertimes race has run
 When summertimes race has run
 It gets in your throat
 That melancholy mood
 Its bound to make you sadder
 But its good soul food
 Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh .
 Round moons yellow and its gold light glows
 Bare, black branches in a blind breeze blow
 Old folk fables tend to talk like wine
 And younger times haunt my mind
 Halloween comes and it's the last sweet night
 Everything changes in the next days light
 One tough cricket sings his last lone song
 And wintertime comes on strong
 And wintertime comes on strong