IN THE AUTUMN
©Trev Teasdel, Cleobury Mortimer, May 1967
Revisions 68 / 69/ 70/71 Coventry.


When the summer comes to an end
and the autumn showers descend.
The pretty trees lose their leaves
And the flowers no longer blend.


Chorus
In the autumn, a truly remarkable sight
In the autumn, summer’s taken flight.
Oh yes, in the autumn, the autumn, the autumn.


There’s a vivid tint of russet over the landscape
like a single coloured lined drape it hangs.
The autumn leaves invade the fields
Like a battalion of bronze coloured shields.


The things of beauty are despised
because some people don’t realise
the pleasure that can be derived
from the beauty of the autumn.


Although the cold winds make me shiver
As I wander along the banks of the quivering river.
I still long for the autumn
How I love the autumn.
The best time of the year.