Leaves of brown they fall to the ground
And it's here, over there leaves around
Shut the door, dim the lights and relax
What is more, your desire or the facts

Pitter patter the rain falling down
Little glamor [bad word] round
Take a walk when [bad word] to town

Little stroll past the house on the hill
Some more coal on the fire if you will
And in a week or two it'll be Halloween
Set the page and the stage for the scene

Little game the children will play
And as we watch them while time away
Look at me and take my breath away, yeah

You'll be smiling eyes beguiling
And the song on the breeze
Will call my name out and your dream

Chestnuts roasting outside as you walk
With your love by your side
The old accordion man plays mellow and bright
And you go home in the Christmas of the night

Little later friends will be along
And if you feel like joining the throng
Just might feel like singing Autumn song
Just may feel like singing Autumn song

You'll be smiling
Eyes beguiling
And the song on the breeze
Calls my name out in your dream

Chestnuts roasting outside
As you walk with your love by your side
And the old accordion man plays mellow
mellow and bright
And you go home in the Christmas of the night

Little later friends will be along
And if you feel like joining the throng
Just might feel like singing Autumn song
Autumn song