Autumn Almanac lyrics

by

Ray Davies


[Chorus]
From the dew-soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar
When the dawn begins to crack
It's all part of my autumn almanac
Breeze blows leaves of a musty-coloured yellow
So I sweep them in my sack
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac

[Verse 1]
Friday evenings, people get together
Hiding from the weather
Tea and toasted buttered currant buns
Can't compensate for lack of sun
Because the summer's all gone

[Chorus]
La-la-la, la, la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oh, my poor rheumatic back
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac
La, la, la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oh, my autumn almanac
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac

[Verse 2]
I like my football on a Saturday
Roast beef on Sundays, all right
I go to Blackpool for my holidays
Sit in the open sunlight
[Bridge]
This is my street, and I'm never gonna leave it
And I'm always gonna stay here
If I live to be ninety-nine
'Cause all the people I meet
Seem to come from my street
And I can't get away
Because it's calling me (Come on home)
Hear it calling me (Come on home)

[Chorus]
La-la-la, la, la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oh, my autumn Armagnac
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac
La, la, la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oh, my autumn almanac
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes

[Outro]
Bop-bop-bopm-bop-bop, whoa!
Bop-bop-bopm-bop-bop, whoa!
Bop-bop-bopm-bop-bop, whoa!
Bop-bop-bopm-bop-bop, whoa! (Yes)
Bop-bop-bopm-bop-bop, whoa! (Yes)
Bop-bop-bopm-bop-bop, whoa!
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Copyright © 2012 - 2021 BeeLyrics.Net