On a summer day you can hear her call,
But in a funny way she reminds you of the fall,
On a summer day you can hear her call,
But in a funny way she reminds you of the fall,

 [bad word] the fields an the streams an the lakes an the trees,
An the grass an the [bad word] all my dogs,
And I am home again

In the autumn air,
You can see her smile,
But in a funny way she reminds you of a child,

In the autumn air,
You feel her soul unfold,
And in a funny way you feel your own explode,

 [bad word] the fields an the streams an the lakes an the trees,
An the grass an the [bad word] all my dogs,
And I am home again

Ahhhh Ahhhh
Ahhhh Ahhhh

On a winter day,
You can hear her call,
But in a funny way when the snow begins to fall

On a winter day,
You can hear her call,
And in a funny way,
You love her even more

 [bad word] the fields an the streams an the lakes an the trees,
An the grass an the [bad word] all my dogs,
And I am home again

 [bad word] the fields an the streams an the lakes an the trees,
An the grass an the [bad word] all my dogs,
And I am home again

On a summer day you can hear her call,
But in a funny way she reminds you of the fall,
On a summer day you can hear her call,
But in a funny way she reminds you of the fall