When Fall Comes To New England

When Fall comes to New England
 The sun slants in so fine
 And the air's so clear
 You can almost hear the grapes grow on the vine
 The nights are sharp with starlight
 And the days are cool and clean
 And in the blue sky overhead
 The northern geese fly south instead
 And leaves are Irish Setter red
 When Fall comes to New England
 When Fall comes to New England
 And the wind blows off the sea
 Swallows fly in a perfect sky
 And the world was meant to be
 When the acorns line the walkways
 Then winter can't be far
 From yellow leaves a blue jay calls
 Grandmothers walk out in their shawls
 And chipmunks run the old stone walls
 When Fall comes to New England
 The frost is on the pumpkin
 The squash is off the vine
 And winter warnings race across the sky
 The squirrels are on to something
 And they're working overtime
 The foxes blink and stare and so do I
 'Cause when Fall comes to New England
 Oh I can't turn away
 From fading light on flying wings
 And late good-byes a robin sings
 And then another thousand things
 When Fall comes to New England
 When Fall comes to New England