Mackerels and fishes are swimming away
Squirrels are saving the fruits of decay
Green leaves are dying and turning to brown
Apples are falling to the ground
Winter's creeping just round the corner
Nice Mrs Brockle is cleaning the grate
She's looking worried, Tom is late
The rain on the window is pattering loud
Outside the wind begins to howl
Winter's creeping just round the corner
Just round the corner
So darling good luck in
the winter that is coming upon us now
And in the years ahead